But he asked me several time to go back to his home because there are a lot of things we needed to take care of. I really don't want to go back but I don't want to be blamed for not getting something done because I was in "drama" mode. So I went back still feeling bad.
He remembered this time. Thanks to his sister. But that won't change the fact that he's not romantic and insensitive and childish. Sigh. What did I get myself into?