everyone's a critic.

           ❝ i’m.. i’m sorry                               i’ll just, um… leave now.                       sorry for b-bothering you. ❞

         ❝ No, no, come on in! You're not              bothering anyone, promise.❞

                    ❝By any chance would I have I seen you somewhere?                            Television, advertisements or something similar?❞

     ❝ The name's Ryan Huff; I'm a comedian. ❞

       For once, he wished he could have one day, one freaking day, where some asshole wasn’t running into him full fucking speed. “- watch your step, kid.”

                      he's a mess, papers bunched up in one hand                       and coffee in the other. bumbling and full of,                       nervous energy, ryan bounces from foot to foot.

            “However it is, I’m particularly grateful               that it’s got the same effect on liquor.”

     ❝ Right? What is it you're drinking, man?                  Might have to have one for myself. ❞

"— Yeah, I do. I’m gonna take a guess and say that I’ve probably seen you on TV, then…?”

      ❝ Yeah. Yeah, maybe that's it. Does           the name Ryan Huff ring any bells? ❞

              she can’t remember much of anything. 

                          he waits for a name.

      ❝ North, huh? Haven't been around there  much           myself, aside from Canada. What's it like? ❞

      ——❝… You must want to                 get hurt r e a l l y bad.❞

                   ❝ Sorry, it was just an observation.                         ------- Didn't mean to offend. ❞

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