he didn't mind it. The hand on his head, or the arm around his shoulders.
In the end he'll scratch his cheek, still embarrassed, but...
he'll smile. ]
"As always," huh... yeah. Yeah. [ he'll huff. ] You're way different from my other so-called "friends." ... they're not ... bad people, but I've never fit in, and I never will. Like I care.
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he didn't mind it. The hand on his head, or the arm around his shoulders.
In the end he'll scratch his cheek, still embarrassed, but...
he'll smile. ]
"As always," huh... yeah. Yeah. [ he'll huff. ] You're way different from my other so-called "friends." ... they're not ... bad people, but I've never fit in, and I never will. Like I care.
[ he cares so much. ]