{I can't get rid of your scent on my sheets, in my car or in the doorway to my apartment..}
Chase: let's go in your car, ok Bubus~?
Y/N: ok Bub~!
{Why did you change..?}
Chase: I made you!
Y/N: No! I!- made you..
"No! No, I don't need an explanation, everything is clear to me. Congratulations, you've made it, I fell in love with you, but if you leave, please don't drag me into anything or make things up, I don't want to have anything to do with it, with you."