"Yeah, um...Gracie's at mine so..." Great, he was going to leave his sixteen year old sister alone in his apartment all night. Hopefully all night. Webster, you're a sick ticket.
"Don't worry about dinner. I had a big lunch." He was recovering some of his footing, not that his voice didn't have issues modulating itself still. Want and need and desire all balled up and rolling in the opposite direction of responsibility, the wise choice and behaving himself. "See you soon?"
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Date: 2009-04-29 08:22 am (UTC)"Don't worry about dinner. I had a big lunch." He was recovering some of his footing, not that his voice didn't have issues modulating itself still. Want and need and desire all balled up and rolling in the opposite direction of responsibility, the wise choice and behaving himself. "See you soon?"