[ At the squeeze, he starts wondering if he hasn't been walking fast enough for her. He's not exactly in a rush. There's zero reason to rush. He's got Julie and nothings trying to eat them (and he's just naturally slow to begin with so there's that.) It's not that far now. That being Nancing Phoney because why would Julie want coffee? He's pretty sure she meant. DRINK. So. Vampire-owned bar it was.
...No, she would've told him to pick up the pace if it was that. That's just a nice comforting gesture. He squeezes back- maybe a little too tight. Sorry. Zombie grip. He's aware and loosens it up. ]
Ummm. [ He shrugs. No. Wait. Don't shrug, shrugger. She's going to point it out. Let's work on those sentences. ] St...stuff. [ That is not much better of an answer. Come on, man. ] Watch...tv. Work. ...learn chess. Make friends. [ Really. ]
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...No, she would've told him to pick up the pace if it was that. That's just a nice comforting gesture. He squeezes back- maybe a little too tight. Sorry. Zombie grip. He's aware and loosens it up. ]
Ummm. [ He shrugs. No. Wait. Don't shrug, shrugger. She's going to point it out. Let's work on those sentences. ] St...stuff. [ That is not much better of an answer. Come on, man. ] Watch...tv. Work. ...learn chess. Make friends. [ Really. ]