Norman:
I hate this. I hate that Rays avoiding me. I hate that I still love ray. I hate that I still wanna hug ray. I hate that I still want to talk to him. And... I hate that... I hate that I still wanna kiss him. Really badly.I slowly look over at Ray. He looks red. "Hey, Ray, are you okay? your like really red," I look back at the ceiling.
He doesn't even say anything. "Of course you won't respond," I mumble. He looks up at me. "I-" he doesn't finish that sentence. I roll my eyes.
"Y-you sh-should e-eat," he says to me. "Whatever," I roll my eyes and take a quick sip of the tea.
I finish eating and stare at Ray. "You're super annoying," I quietly whisper. He doesn't seem to hear me- or he's still ignoring me- either one.
I dart my eyes and stare at my ceiling. I remember the dream I had...
"I hate you," nightmare rays voice bellows loudly through my head repeatedly.
I feel tears prick at my eyes. "R-ray, d-do y-you h-hate m-me?" I look at him and start crying.

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Avoiding
AléatoireWhen Ray hears Norman say something, he runs away from him. When Norman gets fed up with this, He confronts him.