"Oh, Paul. I'm sorry. It's all my fault, isn't it?" Elise began to hug Paul.

"It's not your fault at all love. John's just so bloody stupid."

"Paul, he's your best friend. "

"Was my best friend."

"Paul, it's all my fault. I made you late and everyone got made at you."

She didn't make you late and you know it. You made yourself late.

Shut up, it's John's fault!

And how exactly is it John's fault?

Well, er, he uh-

See? You have nothing to blame him for. You're just too stubborn to admit it.

Would you just-

Don't talk to the voice inside of your head like that!

"Paul?"

"Hmm? Oh, sorry, love."

"I was wondering if you'll ever resolve this."

"Never! John wouldn't care! Even if I went crawling on my hands and knees in the snow, he'd just shut me out!"

"If you won't, then there's only one way to solve this." Elise sighed. She grabbed Paul's phone and put it in her pocket.

"Hey! Why did you-"

"I'll be right back!" She said, smirking.

"Not with my phone, you aren't!"

"It's the only way, Paul! I'm giving your phone to John until you apologize to him!"

"But you can't do that!"

"I can until you apologize. Your choice."