[ Hey, he's talking, so. It's something. Maybe this place just puts his teeth on edge, though anybody who's met him for five minutes will say he doesn't need an excuse to be.
Well.
But even if she's not looking at him, he's looking at her. Few weeks. Same as him. Same as a lot of others, actually. Somebody smarter might have a theory about that. ]
Don't know if I wanted mine here.
[ It's a small confession. Sometimes, it's easier when he's alone. He wouldn't need to worry about them. That's what he tells himself, at least. Except he more often ends up not alone, and despite what he might try to say, that's usually by choice. ]
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Well.
But even if she's not looking at him, he's looking at her. Few weeks. Same as him. Same as a lot of others, actually. Somebody smarter might have a theory about that. ]
Don't know if I wanted mine here.
[ It's a small confession. Sometimes, it's easier when he's alone. He wouldn't need to worry about them. That's what he tells himself, at least. Except he more often ends up not alone, and despite what he might try to say, that's usually by choice. ]