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Sebastian pov
Shit shit shit
I was supposed to tell him how I was feeling, it was supposed to be a lovely confession right there in the docks but I got to scared and embarrassed. I dragged him all the way to the beach just to say some shit about friendship and trust.
How could I tell him that he is the only reason I am staying in Stardew Valley, to see his smile and his stupid haircut and the way he makes me laugh. My heart skips a beat whenever he looks at me like I'm worthy of his attention and I have to say that he looks really hot wearing mini skirts.
I buried my face in my pillow suppressing the sound of my crying. I stayed in fetal position for half an hour before putting on my pijamas and trying to sleep.
I didn't have luck with that, the memories of my failed attempt at confession kept replaying in my head trying to find a way where things might have ended differently. Soon it was 8 o'clock and I was still feeling like shit so I stayed in bed until a knock on the door got me out of my trance.
«I don't need breakfast mom!» I shouted in hopes that she just went away and left me with my misery.
«I'm not your mom dumbass, now open the door» Right, I forgot I had a sister, a very annoying one by the way.
«GO AWAY»
«God you are unseferable. Abigail is waiting for you upstairs.» Right, Abi likes to disrupt my peace on Tuesday's mornings. But maybe I needed company to distract me from yesterday night and my failed new year's resolution.
«Five minutes» Those five minutes turned into ten because my hair isn't going to style itself. I finally perked up from my room to see Abigail happily chatting with my mother who was organising her work desk.
«Hey Seb!» She hugged me «Let's go for a walk» My mom laughed and waved us off to continue working on her desk.
"Hey Abi” When we stepped outside I could already smell the first flowers of Spring blooming. We went around the house and up to the train station that's rarely used anymore. Abigail was talking about her new console game but I couldn't focus on her words, instead I was thinking about Sam, stupid Sam.
"What is going on with you" she asked raising and eyebrow.
"Nothing..." I muttered but Abigail could see right through me, she always did.
"Tell me" She insisted.
"I won't" I said roughly.
"Fine." Things were awkward between us but she started talking again and this time I engaged in the conversation. I don't know why I avoided that question, usually I tell her everything but this just feels different... Would she look at me differently? I know she probably wouldn't, but my mind wandered that possibility. Only my mom knew I was bissexual and that was it. The conversation fell apart and we were awkwardly silent again.
"You know you can tell me anything, right?"
"Yeah, I know"
"Okay, since you are not in the mood for talking let's go to my house and play Journey of the Prairie King, I can call Sam too"
"That sounds fun but I'm not in the mood for that either" I knew spending my afternoon near Sam would not exactly distract me from my feelings for him.
"Fine, I'll leave your emo-ass alone, God." She turned around "See you Friday Seb" I yelled for her to come back but she was already too far. And so I was alone again, kicking rocks next to the spa. Why was she so upset? It's just Prairie King. It was probably because I'm being an asshole, too scared to trust my fucking best friend with my secrets. I'm not really the type to send apologie texts I'll just wait till Friday. We never skip Friday nights.
I went back to my house a few minutes later after smoking one cigarette. I spent the rest of my morning answering emails of my clients and designing their dumb webpages, trying to clear my head in vain.
Friday night
The week came and went and soon it was Friday, and I was standing next to the Stardrop Saloon, waiting for Sam and Abigail because I came here too early. After avoiding both of them throughout the week I was not eager to be confronted about my disappearance.
They show up with seconds between and we make our way inside where Gus greeted us with a smile. I still said nothing to them when we were taking our seats in the pool table. Abigail was the first to break the silence.
"What's with the bad mood you guys" she said while sitting on the purple sofa.
"Yeah Sebastian, what with it?" What a traitor.
"Just thinking about how I'm going to defeat you at poll" I said while picking up the stick.
"Cut it out Sebastian" "You gotta atleast let me win this one time for all the trouble you caused us this week" Sebastian... My name felt weird in his mouth, he never uses all the syllables.
"No way that's happening Samson" He gasped.
"You are playing dirty right now" It almost felt normal, my teasing, our jokes except it wasn't. I had to make everything difficult.
Abigail gave up on interrogating us and we fell into our usual rhythm, Sam trying to figure out how to hold the stick correctly, me winning and Abigail watching everything. It was going like every other Friday for the past five years, until the Farmer stepped inside the Saloon. That was new.
I watched him greet the other Villagers. One by one, she even tried to start a conversation with Shane before getting shoved away by him. I waited a while before commenting.
"Looks like the Farmer decided to show up" I said emotionless.
"Exciting right? Look, he's coming this way" Abigail said. And he was indeed coming towards us.