part 3

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Martyn wakes up a few hours later, feeling like shit as usual. He gets dressed and looks in the mirror. "Why do i look so...dead?" he wonders out loud, examining his tired eyes and pale face.
He shrugs and head out to get some food, cause who can be bothered to cook.

As he walks into the cafe he sees Scott, who waves him over. He suddenly regretted not doing anything about his appearance earlier as he sat down across from the guy he's hopelessly in love with. "Hi Scott..."
"Hey Martyn!"
they talk and eat breakfast together before Scott launches into a tangent about Jimmy, again.
"and he just runs off with Tango, like we never happened!"
"I know Scott, i was there" Martyn replied, feeling his heart sink at the conversation turning to how much Scott likes Jimmy, and not him.
They finally part ways after a while and Martyn goes home, feeling worse than when he left.  

He collapses on his couch "God Martyn, what is wrong with you!? You know that he doesn't like you, so why do you still care?"
He basically yelled at himself for an hour because he's in love with someone he can never have...

A/N
(i can't write dialogue help...) 

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