**tw: some sad boi thoughts**
(also timeskip forward a few months)

Connor POV

Evan fell out of a tree. He broke his left arm. I thought he was joking, but nope.
((this time, he actually fell, he didn't let go ❤️))

He's been at Ellison State Park recently, learning about trees and training to be an apprentice park ranger this summer. We only have a few weeks left of the school year, so he's going to have a cast for all of it.

Yesterday, Evan and I had a fight- argume- I don't even know. All that I do know is that it was an accident and now we haven't talked. Thank god today's a Saturday, not a school day. I'm not emotionally prepared for that.

All that happened was I came into my room with some Goldfish crackers and I accidentally hit Evan's cast arm when I put the bowl down. It's my fault because instead of apologizing, I sort of apologized then made it worse. I kind of took offense to literally nothing and attacked.

I feel horrible for overreacting. Sometimes I feel like I'm too sensitive. Or I'm not sensitive enough, maybe. I don't know.

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Evan POV

I broke my arm at Ellison State Park when I was training to be a park ranger. An apprentice park ranger. When I told Jared, he called me an acorn.

Now I'm doing homework and overthinking what happened yesterday with Connor.

Connor walked in with a bowl of Goldfish and when he brought it in, he hit my arm. It was an accident, but it still hurt. I just mumbled, "Ow, my arm."

"Huh?"

"Nothing, sorry. You just hit my arm." I put my other hand on the cast.

"Didn't know it was so special."

"It just has a cast because I broke it."

"It was just a joke. Calm down." He put down the bowl and sighed.

"Why are you sighing?" I asked.

"Can't I just sigh?" I tried to apologize, but he cut me off, "Whatever."

"I'm sorry," I said, looking down.

"No you're not. I should be. I'm a freak."

"No you aren-"

"Stop being so nice all the time. Let me be a fucking freak. Let me hate myself and everything else. Let me die for fucks sake."

"Oh."

He hasn't texted me since that or anything. It wasn't even a fight, really, it was just words. I shouldn't be so upset about it, but I am. I've been beating myself up over that. I'm just too sensitive.

I got too distracted to work on homework. I fell asleep and had a dream about having a normal life where I didn't hate myself. It was really nice. Connor and I went to A La Mode and to the orchard. It was an amazing day and that was why.

Then I woke up.