You know what, anon? Fuck you. This isn't one of your pity parties. Everyone was just enjoying the idea of seeing two characters they're invested in consumate their relationship,
But no, you had to project your inadequacies and failures as a human being on it and everyone else.
I bet your the kind of guy who would walk into a bar on a friday evening while everyone is trying to have a nice time commiserating, and go over to the slightly out of tune player piano in the corner and start playing a hauntingly melancholy piece to draw everyone's attention and make everyone get all introspective and shit while they're inebriated, making them wonder if they're there to be happy or if they're simply trying to drown their sorrows.
Nobody asked you. Nobody wanted your insights. Whether you realize it or not, you're manipulating us.
And fuck you for making me want it.