"What? Why are you being so damn awkward? I just asked if you wanted to hang. If you don't want to hang then fine, be a dick. I never did anything." James huffed and threw his arms up like Hartley was being impossible. Was this the whole not being a homo things? Was he bitter? How was that his fault? With an annoyed huff, he paced around the room, clearly not getting it. "People aren't as awkward and as confusing as you! I don't get it. What's your problem now? What great tragedy did I befall you this time?"