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Stevie growled in frustration as Nate tried blatantly to change the subject. "Nate, man the fuck up," she growled as she stood up from the couch and threw her hands up in frustration. "You can't honestly expect that sleeping with so many girls wouldn't have its consequences? Of course it fucking does! So big deal, you slept around a lot and people are joking about your sudden commitment to me. Did you honestly think that the ever-so-popular Nathan was far too cool to get a bad reputation? So you did something you regret, big fucking deal. We all did something we regret at one point. The last time I did something like that, my parents kicked me out and sent me to this fucking school. And instead of moping around and trying to change the subject, I owned up to it. So either stop being so fucking miserable over choices you made or fucking do something about it," Stevie scolded him and realized that she had been pacing as she went on her rant and her voice got considerably louder as she went on. Her face was red from both frustration and exertion, but how did Nate not fucking get it?