Michal inclined his chin, and his brows rose slightly at the mention of Howell. He couldn't say why Therese thought... technically, if he was going to be honest, Howell was the direction reason behind his injury in the first place, so in reality he should be.... Michal quickly shook those thoughts. Perhaps she was simply referring to the widely considered notion that Howell Williams was one of the few non-destructive influences in his life. For the most part. Aside from the whole dehabilitating injury thing.
"I'm leaving for Poland on Monday," he eventually responded, unsure how else to respond to her well wishes. And then, after two weeks, off to America... Michal couldn't say how he felt about traveling to the States. Would it be much different than Eurocup? Internally, he cringed at the next logical thought. He had still been with Therese at Eurocup, and at the time she had been unknowingly...
"I have to get going," Michal stated suddenly, his back straightening significantly. Docking his head down toward the ground, his hands waved vaguely. "My sister.... crying everywhere today about some--- wizard, or something. Lack there of, or--- I don't know, there's been so much waterworks in the past four hours..." he trailed off, genuinely unclear about the whole matter. All he knew was that if he didn't return home soon with Liddie's "favorite meal" dire consequences he would soon face.
"Have a good, er--- night." His face contorted slightly, realizing his uncomfortable slip as the words fell out of his mouth. He had just wishes his ex-girlfriend a great Valentine's night. Superb.
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