[He scoffed, walking over to the desk to lean on it, ankles crossed over one another. If he'd come in here even thinking about love or confessing it, he imagines Blaine would laugh him out of the room.

But Nott would never accept friends.]

I've already told you. I'm sorry you dislike my reasons. If my climbing out of your bed means that we're due for a friendly 20 questions or a game of 'getting to know you' then I was right to go for a full cut.