consciousness/training/amygdala_stories/stories/embarrassed.txt

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He had called her the wrong name. In front of her sister. Her sister had heard it and now was very pointedly pretending not to have heard it. He could feel his own face doing the thing his face did, the slow careful heat rising along his jaw. He could hear the sentence he'd just said still hanging in the room. He tried a small laugh and it came out wrong. Everyone was being very kind about it, which was worse. He would think about this moment tonight at 2am. He would think about it again next Wednesday. It had already moved into long-term storage.