I can’t believe you. You ruined my trip. My summer. My confidence.
Your comment is killing me slowly. Bringing me down.
I’m not gay. And if I was, it is not your place to call me out. Nor is it your place to accuse me. Accuse me of doing what? Having friends? I apologize that I don’t feel uncomfortable being friends with her. I understand that you do. Fair enough.
But leave me alone. I’m not gay.
Good luck getting yourself a new best friend. I feel sorry for her.
And no, I don’t have a crush on her, if that wasn’t made clear yet.