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Are you feeling any better?

Hangover. But.. I'm alright.

You don't hafta do anything for me, Will.

Oh.

....some water, maybe..?

Thank you.

Mad at what?

Are you feeling any better?

Hangover. But.. I'm alright.

You don't hafta do anything for me, Will.

Oh.

....some water, maybe..?

Thank you.

Are you feeling any better?

Hangover. But.. I'm alright.

You don't hafta do anything for me, Will.

Oh.

....some water, maybe..?

Are you feeling any better?

Hangover. But.. I'm alright.

You don't hafta do anything for me, Will.

Are you feeling any better?

Hangover. But.. I'm alright.

Good mornin'.

Ha- Hi.

You two gonna get up or no? It's already afternoon.

I made some lunch if you want any. Rice and vegetables.

*Andy stirs, but curls up and grumbles. Wilson goes over to him and picks him up bridal style; he stays asleep, head resting on Wilson's shoulder.*

*Wilson exits the room*

I bet he's going to be real hungover.

Is he.. Does he flirt with everyone regardless of, erm..

Regardless of...?

...Attraction.

...well, I'm sure if he think you're pretty and he's drunk enough he'll go for any guy he sees.

Right. Heh.

[He chuckles.]

You alright?

I-I'm fine.

Hey now, don't lie

I'm sorry.

It's alright, just.. tell me whats wrong.

I don't know.

You in pain?

Not really. Not much.

Not much is still some.

...well, don't hesitate to ask.

Don't worry about it, Will.

*Wilson stays in the kitchen*

*andy still lays passed out on the couch*

[He takes a few deep breaths before returning to the kitchen.]

….good?

Y- No.

Okay.

You wanna sit down and talk about it?

If.. If that's alright with you.

'Course. Better than bottlin' it all up

*he pats his shoulder*

[He smiles shyly.]

What's your wife like?

Purple, I assume?

[He covers his face smiling.]

See? Adorable

Aha- Pffbbh- Ahehehe..

*he pats his back again, grinning*

[He looks up at him.]

Well. I should probably wake my husband up, shouldn't I?

Oh, right, yes.

*he leaves the kitchen*

[He goes to pour a glass of water.]

*After a moment Wilson comes back with Andy trailing behind him, very tired*

mmmh? thanks..

Of course. How are you feeling?

exhausted...

Yeah, heh.. Take it easy, dear.

ohh, he's makin sure i do

mmmhm...

You're quite cute when you're tired.

[He chuckles and tilts his head.]

*he sips the water, looking away*

So grumpy..

quiet..

Tsk, aw.

he likes you, i promise.

When he's drunk, maybe.

He likes you when he isn’t drunk too.

How do you know?..

He’s my husband, he’s just grumpy in the mornings.

No problems with me, i can assure you.

That's good to hear.

*he smiles*

Good mornin'.

Ha- Hi.

You two gonna get up or no? It's already afternoon.

I made some lunch if you want any. Rice and vegetables.

*Andy stirs, but curls up and grumbles. Wilson goes over to him and picks him up bridal style; he stays asleep, head resting on Wilson's shoulder.*

*Wilson exits the room*

I bet he's going to be real hungover.

Is he.. Does he flirt with everyone regardless of, erm..

Regardless of...?

...Attraction.

...well, I'm sure if he think you're pretty and he's drunk enough he'll go for any guy he sees.

Right. Heh.

[He chuckles.]

You alright?

I-I'm fine.

Hey now, don't lie

I'm sorry.

It's alright, just.. tell me whats wrong.

I don't know.

You in pain?

Not really. Not much.

Not much is still some.

...well, don't hesitate to ask.

Don't worry about it, Will.

*Wilson stays in the kitchen*

*andy still lays passed out on the couch*

[He takes a few deep breaths before returning to the kitchen.]

….good?

Y- No.

Okay.

You wanna sit down and talk about it?

If.. If that's alright with you.

'Course. Better than bottlin' it all up

*he pats his shoulder*

[He smiles shyly.]

What's your wife like?

Purple, I assume?

[He covers his face smiling.]

See? Adorable

Aha- Pffbbh- Ahehehe..

*he pats his back again, grinning*

[He looks up at him.]

Well. I should probably wake my husband up, shouldn't I?

Oh, right, yes.

*he leaves the kitchen*

[He goes to pour a glass of water.]

*After a moment Wilson comes back with Andy trailing behind him, very tired*

mmmh? thanks..

Of course. How are you feeling?

exhausted...

Yeah, heh.. Take it easy, dear.

ohh, he's makin sure i do

mmmhm...

You're quite cute when you're tired.

[He chuckles and tilts his head.]

*he sips the water, looking away*

So grumpy..

quiet..

Tsk, aw.

he likes you, i promise.

When he's drunk, maybe.

He likes you when he isn’t drunk too.

How do you know?..

He’s my husband, he’s just grumpy in the mornings.

No problems with me, i can assure you.

Good mornin'.

Ha- Hi.

You two gonna get up or no? It's already afternoon.

I made some lunch if you want any. Rice and vegetables.

*Andy stirs, but curls up and grumbles. Wilson goes over to him and picks him up bridal style; he stays asleep, head resting on Wilson's shoulder.*

*Wilson exits the room*

I bet he's going to be real hungover.

Is he.. Does he flirt with everyone regardless of, erm..

Regardless of...?

...Attraction.

...well, I'm sure if he think you're pretty and he's drunk enough he'll go for any guy he sees.

Right. Heh.

[He chuckles.]

You alright?

I-I'm fine.

Hey now, don't lie

I'm sorry.

It's alright, just.. tell me whats wrong.

I don't know.

You in pain?

Not really. Not much.

Not much is still some.

...well, don't hesitate to ask.

Don't worry about it, Will.

*Wilson stays in the kitchen*

*andy still lays passed out on the couch*

[He takes a few deep breaths before returning to the kitchen.]

….good?

Y- No.

Okay.

You wanna sit down and talk about it?

If.. If that's alright with you.

'Course. Better than bottlin' it all up

*he pats his shoulder*

[He smiles shyly.]

What's your wife like?

Purple, I assume?

[He covers his face smiling.]

See? Adorable

Aha- Pffbbh- Ahehehe..

*he pats his back again, grinning*

[He looks up at him.]

Well. I should probably wake my husband up, shouldn't I?

Oh, right, yes.

*he leaves the kitchen*

[He goes to pour a glass of water.]

*After a moment Wilson comes back with Andy trailing behind him, very tired*

mmmh? thanks..

Of course. How are you feeling?

exhausted...

Yeah, heh.. Take it easy, dear.

ohh, he's makin sure i do

mmmhm...

You're quite cute when you're tired.

[He chuckles and tilts his head.]

*he sips the water, looking away*

So grumpy..

quiet..

Tsk, aw.

he likes you, i promise.

When he's drunk, maybe.

He likes you when he isn’t drunk too.

How do you know?..

He’s my husband, he’s just grumpy in the mornings.

Good mornin'.

Ha- Hi.

You two gonna get up or no? It's already afternoon.

I made some lunch if you want any. Rice and vegetables.

*Andy stirs, but curls up and grumbles. Wilson goes over to him and picks him up bridal style; he stays asleep, head resting on Wilson's shoulder.*

*Wilson exits the room*

I bet he's going to be real hungover.

Is he.. Does he flirt with everyone regardless of, erm..

Regardless of...?

...Attraction.

...well, I'm sure if he think you're pretty and he's drunk enough he'll go for any guy he sees.

Right. Heh.

[He chuckles.]

You alright?

I-I'm fine.

Hey now, don't lie

I'm sorry.

It's alright, just.. tell me whats wrong.

I don't know.

You in pain?

Not really. Not much.

Not much is still some.

...well, don't hesitate to ask.

Don't worry about it, Will.

*Wilson stays in the kitchen*

*andy still lays passed out on the couch*

[He takes a few deep breaths before returning to the kitchen.]

….good?

Y- No.

Okay.

You wanna sit down and talk about it?

If.. If that's alright with you.

'Course. Better than bottlin' it all up

*he pats his shoulder*

[He smiles shyly.]

What's your wife like?

Purple, I assume?

[He covers his face smiling.]

See? Adorable

Aha- Pffbbh- Ahehehe..

*he pats his back again, grinning*

[He looks up at him.]

Well. I should probably wake my husband up, shouldn't I?

Oh, right, yes.

*he leaves the kitchen*

[He goes to pour a glass of water.]

*After a moment Wilson comes back with Andy trailing behind him, very tired*

mmmh? thanks..

Of course. How are you feeling?

exhausted...

Yeah, heh.. Take it easy, dear.

ohh, he's makin sure i do

mmmhm...

You're quite cute when you're tired.

[He chuckles and tilts his head.]

*he sips the water, looking away*

So grumpy..

quiet..

Tsk, aw.

he likes you, i promise.

When he's drunk, maybe.

He likes you when he isn’t drunk too.

Good mornin'.

Ha- Hi.

You two gonna get up or no? It's already afternoon.

I made some lunch if you want any. Rice and vegetables.

*Andy stirs, but curls up and grumbles. Wilson goes over to him and picks him up bridal style; he stays asleep, head resting on Wilson's shoulder.*

*Wilson exits the room*