[Reluctantly, Bro moves to sit down. This isn't going the direction he wanted. It really isn't. But he feels like he doesn't really have much for a choice at this point. Not unless he wanted Blake to think he's some fucked up weir- wait, he already does.]

A beer.

[That's all he says, and then he listens to Blake continue speaking. Everything he says obviously points to Bro hating him, but that's honestly not the case. He just had a fun time messing with the guy- it was in his nature. Just the same way he messed with Dave and Rose and pretty much everyone.]

I wouldn't've done it if I thought people were gonna fuck you up. If they did, they would've had me to deal with.

[Truth be told, he liked Blake. That isn't even his girlfriend-disappearance insanity talking. He found the man's reactions to shit endearing. It was fun. Maybe he went overboard sometimes, but that was just in Bro's nature.]

I don't hate you. [He repeats himself, trying to get Blake to see that, though not looking at him. Times like this were when he didn't want his eyes showing off his feelings.]