[ There's a weight that's over him, the self-conscious part of him that he's been working to push down in his being over the years creeping up and out. Gorgug's head hangs, and he keeps it hanging; knowing he shouldn't back down from this now, or that he can't. ]

You said... I don't know that we talked about being open? But I thought we were exclusive, and, you started talking about going out and kissing people, and I don't know why-- I was trying my best, and then we started fighting, and now I don't even want a ride anywhere.

[ His shoulders slump deeper, as the true power of being bummed washes over him.......

His entire being just wants to be sad. ]