There was only so much damage control one could do to salvage a situation, and right now, it really was looking like there was nothing to be done. I wasn't one to freak out or blow things out of proportion, but believe me when I said things were bad, really bad.
I ran a hand through my hair for the umpteenth time in the last minute. In the past hour, I could say I had done this very action over a million times, and while it wasn't exactly something I was proud of, I couldn't bring myself to stop.
In fact, that seemed to be the only thing that was keeping me sane in all of this.
I hadn't seen it coming, at all. I always heard to be stubborn as a man and not conform or bend your back when others wanted you to, especially if it put you in an uncomfortable situation. It always worked for
