You're my favorite alarm? I like waking up to you instead. [Look he's going to lay it on thick and hope it helps even as he drags Dave out of the music room.]
[ he slugs john in the shoulder. ] Figure out where the fuck you fall on the intimacy scale, dumbass. Actually sit down and think about it for me sometime. Okay?
Ow! [His hand immediately flies up to rub his shoulder.] Okay, okay, jeez. I'll think about it. ...really. [Since...that is a thing to think about, yes.]
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[ he's prompting but still not saying it. ]
I guess I just want to know, at least.
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