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MyPrince: No.

Virgil's breath caught in his chest as he watched the messages roll in.

MyPrince: It wasn't.
MyPrince: I'm sorry, Anx. I didn't mean to upset you. Was that why you had an attack?
MyPrince: If it was I really really really didn't mean for that to happen.

MyPrince: The last thing I wasn't is for you to have an attack, Anx. I care about you. We're friends... Aren't we?
Me: You shouldn't have done that Princey

MyPrince: Why not?
MyPrince: My friend needed something and despite how much he deserves he can't even afford a new phone. Sure I may have gone overboard. I will admit that but Anx... I just wanted you to have the best.
MyPrince: At first I was just going to give you that case... as a joke. It has that rubber grip like material so it can't just slip out of your hands. But then I started to think about everything you go through and all this shit and I... I don't know.

Me: How much did it cost you?
MyPrince: Anx, that's not important.

Me: HOW MUCH PRINCEY?! *Read*

Virgil's hands shook as he just sat there in his bed. He wanted to scream. He wanted to cry. But more than anything he just wanted his prince to tell him it was ok to be upset.

MyPrince: The case was 50$
MyPrince: The apps (nonoriginal) were 150$
MyPrince: The plan (yes I bought the plan and no your never paying me for it ever) 85$ per month.
MyPrince: The phone (before the added whistles)... 1,000$
MyPrince: The added whistle making the phone custom made... 1,500$ It only cost so much cuz they had to rewire things on top of a full system work up and software upgrade.
MyPrince: All together minus the plan since it's a recurring thing... 2,700$
Me: $2,700
Me: ...
MyPrince: Anx before you freak out, to me this isn't shit. This isn't me bragging so please don't say anything about that but I have the money. I have plenty and I am not ashamed of spending it on someone I care about. Anx you needed a phone. Yes, you didn't need one so... expensive but...
MyPrince: I felt guilty ok? I set you off. Forced you to have an attack. The guilt was killing me. I thought if I could make your phone unbreakable maybe It would be at least one step to NEVER doing that to you EVER again. And once I got that idea in my head I started to think about the fact that just making your phone unbreakable didn't stop the attacks... I wanted to make it easier for you. The less you have to suffer the better so... things just ended up... taking off.
Me: You bought me my ticket for the Halloween bash Princey... How much did you spend because of me?

MyPrince: You really don't want to know.
Me: Tell me or I won't ever text you again.
MyPrince: Anx I... 

MyPrince: Forget it.

MyPrince: The phone was 2,700$, The tickets were 105$, The plane tickets were 545$ The motel room is 75$ a night.

MyPrince: The costume for the bash 199$

Me: So all together you spent fucking 3774$ so far
Me: What the hell prince?
MyPrince: What? I told you I had the money. It doesn't even put a dent in my pocket. It's fine. Plus I wanted to. What's the point of having the money if you can't spend it on or for people you care about.

Me: Princey, I don't want you buying things for me.
MyPrince: It's fine. It's just what friends do.
Me: Not me. I can't pay you back for this.
MyPrince: I'm not asking you to. Anx, seriously don't worry about it. It's ok. I'm used to doing this sort of thing. At this point, it's practically a habit. You're my friend. I should be able to do this for you. Friends do these things for each other. It's natural. So what if I spent a lot. It wasn't a lot to me. It's fine.

Me: Princey, I said no.

MyPrince: What's the problem? Why can't I do nice things for you?

Me: BECAUSE I DON'T WANT TO BE SOME ASSHOLE WHO JUST USES PEOPLE! *Read*

Virgil froze as his hands shook. His mind readily went to Roman. He couldn't take it. He couldn't... imagining being like them made him sick to his stomach. And if they are the same person, the fact that Roman would think he has to do this... it just isn't right. Virgil took a deep breath as he continued to text trying really hard not to shake... to much at least.

Me: Princey, don't misunderstand me. I am so fucking grateful for what you did. I am not angry that you bought me a phone. Or that you spent so much. No... I'm sad. I'm sad you felt you had to do that for me.
Me: I never want to make someone feel obligated to me for anything. I never want someone to think they need to do shit.

Me: I've been in a toxic relationship and the last thing I want is to do that to someone else. I would have gotten a phone on my own at some point. Sure it would have been shitty but I wouldn't have cared. I don't care whether it's 35$ or 2,700$. I just... I do NOT EVER want you to think you have to do a single thing for me. Do you understand?

MyPrince: But...
MyPrince: Isn't it the duty of the prince to help?
MyPrince: Aren't I supposed to support my friends?
Me: You are not responsible to do any for anyone, Princey. Besides... You help by just being there.
Me: Whoever put it in your head that you have to do these sorts of things was nothing but an asshole trying to get a free buck out of you. 
Me: I don't want to be that kind of person. I don't want to use you at all... especially like that. I want to be the one that helps you. I want to be the one that makes you laugh. I want you to rely on me not think you have to support me. We are friends Princey. In fact, besides Patton, your the only real friend I have.*Read*

Me: Princey?

Me: Please tell me I didn't say something to upset you.

Me: Are you ok?
Me: I feel like I just played a reverse card. Princey, answer me.. are you ok?

MyPrince: Anx you have no idea how much what you just said... effected me.
Me: That doesn't answer my question... 
Me: I was asking how you were feeling.
MyPrince: The best I have ever felt... in a very long time Anxiety.

MyPrince: Seriously Anx... thank you.