I'm sorry.

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I'm sorry.
An Attempt
Babet knew he could be an asshole, he really did, it was just hard to deal with sometimes. His parents had told him that he was a sweetheart, and it hurt to think that it wasn’t true anymore. But his conversation with Brujon had really rubbed salt in the wound. And, finally, the pain become too much, and he made himself go apologize.
He didn’t go empty handed, though. Brujon wanted proof he loved him? Babet would do the only thing he knew he was good at: he would cook for him. Searching through all the recipes that the Cordon Bleu had access to, he found the perfect dish. Using the contents of an unfortunate passer-by’s wallet, he got he ingredients and cooked it for him. And then, he went to find Favourite.
She told him where Brujon was, reluctantly, and he thanked her with the last few francs he had stolen before going off to find him. And now… here he was, feeling more and more like an idiot every second. “Brujon…?”
-voice choked, and eyes red- I s-spoke to Theo.
-singing softly to himself as he folds laundry in the Groove Lounge-
Can you, uh... help me with somethin'?
Question. Is going to a prostitute considered feminist or not?
*with Garçon on his shoulders* What do you need me to do?
-concerned- Are you all right?