I don't think it's the same thing, man. You can like her without taking anything for granted. Trust me on that.

[ Something bitter rises in him and he pushes it down, reaching for the shitty coffee instead. He doesn't like thinking about the fact that Carolina doesn't want him. It'd be easier if he could flip a switch and not be in love with her anymore, honestly. He doesn't want to be jealous of North.

The clamor in the hall does reach his ears, too, though, derailing his unpleasant thoughts. York glances over his shoulder at the door. ]

Kind of early and public for a fight...