Board Thread:Private Roleplays/@comment-4059927-20170813062856/@comment-4059927-20170918100949

Ryan almost said something. Almost. If his apology was to work he had to mean it. Being an ass wouldn't help his case at all. For as horrible as he felt the voices in his head, most prominent of which was his father, urged him not to. As a child he had that constant rule enforced into his mind. Women were never to be given their dues, even when the man is incorrect. His father was a drunk, and an abuser and he knew this, but old habits died hard.

"Look..." he stuttered. "I... ugh... I'm really sorry for everything." He wasn't sure if that sounded flat, or convincing. Ryan had never had to issue an apology and found the very notion of it to be alien.