she said What do you mean he can’t meet us for breakfast?

he said I told you I didn’t want to extend the invitation, he’d turn me down, us down.

Breakfast is on us.

It doesn’t matter.

Since when does free eats not matter?

He’s busy. He’s busy every day until sometime in the afternoon, sometimes until, though not very often, early evening. Busy.

He has to eat.

He has dinner. He likes to prepare his own food.

Makes no sense.

That it makes sense to him is all that matters, how does he say it? It’s not agenda, no. Hell. Can’t think right now.

He’s selfish.

I don’t like defending him but let me say this because I can hear him in my head; he’d say we’re all selfish. And that would be true.

                You’re upset he's refusing to meet us but that’s because you'd like him to eat with us and he’s rejecting us, you don't like to be rejected, denied.

                                            Selfish.

But not selfish of you?

No.

     You asked me to ask him despite me telling you he’d say no.

   What is he doing?

He’s writing.

Every day?

Every day.

Some type of vanity project?

he laughed

             He’s the least vain person I know, no, he draws no attention to himself. He does it for himself.

He’s ridiculous.

I agree.

         But we’ll not influence him one iota.

He only does what he wants to do.

And I mean only.

                  So yeah.   Selfish.                                 

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