I Tried To Be Nice
After a hearty meal and conversation with Jonathan, Mike eventually retreated to his room as he had something to do.
Upon entering, he let out a sigh as he leaned against the door.
'Alright. Don't judge a book by its cover. Got it.' He thought to himself as he replayed the entire conversation in his head from start to finish.
From the start, Jonathan hadn't shown an ounce of animosity pr hostility towards Mike, and he could sense the guy genuinely begin to enjoy their interaction nearing the end, which both elated and saddened him.
'No excuses, I had no reason to treat him like a plague. I can only thank my luck that we had to interact again, accidental or not.' He chastised himself and shook his head.
