Whizzer 📸♡

[Whizzer let himself into Marvins apartment quietly, carefully stepping inside and looking around. Like he'd been told, his boyfriend was waiting for him in the bedroom. He took a minute to look around the place, though, before joining him. It had been a while since he'd stayed over- he'd missed the comfort of everything. He walked into the kitchen, finding the coffee and the muffin, as promised, and leant against the counter top while he took a sip from the thermos. It was warm, made just the way he liked. It tasted like home.]

[Whizzer took his muffin and sat himself down at the dining table. It was surprisingly calming, sitting in the quiet of the place, the only light coming from a lamp in the corner- he guessed that Marvin had left that on for him. It was sweet- all the little shows of how thoughtful he was trying to be. After a while, he finally took a deep breath, and finally began making his way to the bedroom. He poked his head into the room, noticing that the door was slightly ajar]

[In that moment, Marvin was glad to be facing away from the door, as his eyes filled with tears upon hearing his own name. Be blinked a few times, trying to desperately bat them away before Whizzer could tell, and took a deep breath.]

Hey-

I've had better days.

Hmmm

You're welcome.

You're cold

[He smiled properly, then, finding comfort in them just being themselves for a while. He turned to properly face Whizzer, his eyes glistening, evidence of his lost battle with the tears. He didn't bring it up, just simply smiled.]

Mkay

[Similarly, Marvin became very aware of how cold he was. He pulled his knees up to his chest and kept his eyes on Whizzer, trying to fight back those ever persistent tears.]

[Marvins words made him reflect- how the hell did they used to do that every day? Probably because neither of them thought before speaking. So, he let it sit for a moment, trying to gather his thoughts as he changed into a horrendous looking orange shirt]

[Marvin watched in silence, his heart catching in his throat when he heard Whizzer speak. He thought about their past, for a moment, reflecting on himself- though he didn't like what he saw, and instead lay his focus back on his partner, who had just gotten into bed, causing Marvin to let out a breath he didn't even know he was holding.]

You're already gross. Cmere, old man

I'm not that old-

Did something else happen?

The thing with Jason, Trina ran to blame me it seems. And also went to check in on people's blogs, check if they were okay, given the whole thing- and I see Mendel say he may as well be Jason's biological dad. Then we had that argument- so.

Hey, don't apologise. Thanks for telling me.

Yeah.

That kid loves you so much

I love him too. And you.

I love you too, cmon, I've wanted this all day

[Marvin hummed, relaxing into the touch and snuggling closer. He made a sound akin to a whine when Whizzer pointed out his scent.]

[Whizzer laughed, letting Marvin nestle up as much as he could. Despite how freezing his partner was- Whizzer really liked the feeling of having him closing]

You're mean..

Youre so cold, I should go and curl up with a hot water bottle instead

[Whizzer let himself into Marvins apartment quietly, carefully stepping inside and looking around. Like he'd been told, his boyfriend was waiting for him in the bedroom. He took a minute to look around the place, though, before joining him. It had been a while since he'd stayed over- he'd missed the comfort of everything. He walked into the kitchen, finding the coffee and the muffin, as promised, and leant against the counter top while he took a sip from the thermos. It was warm, made just the way he liked. It tasted like home.]

[Whizzer took his muffin and sat himself down at the dining table. It was surprisingly calming, sitting in the quiet of the place, the only light coming from a lamp in the corner- he guessed that Marvin had left that on for him. It was sweet- all the little shows of how thoughtful he was trying to be. After a while, he finally took a deep breath, and finally began making his way to the bedroom. He poked his head into the room, noticing that the door was slightly ajar]

[In that moment, Marvin was glad to be facing away from the door, as his eyes filled with tears upon hearing his own name. Be blinked a few times, trying to desperately bat them away before Whizzer could tell, and took a deep breath.]

Hey-

I've had better days.

Hmmm

You're welcome.

You're cold

[He smiled properly, then, finding comfort in them just being themselves for a while. He turned to properly face Whizzer, his eyes glistening, evidence of his lost battle with the tears. He didn't bring it up, just simply smiled.]

Mkay

[Similarly, Marvin became very aware of how cold he was. He pulled his knees up to his chest and kept his eyes on Whizzer, trying to fight back those ever persistent tears.]

[Marvins words made him reflect- how the hell did they used to do that every day? Probably because neither of them thought before speaking. So, he let it sit for a moment, trying to gather his thoughts as he changed into a horrendous looking orange shirt]

[Marvin watched in silence, his heart catching in his throat when he heard Whizzer speak. He thought about their past, for a moment, reflecting on himself- though he didn't like what he saw, and instead lay his focus back on his partner, who had just gotten into bed, causing Marvin to let out a breath he didn't even know he was holding.]

You're already gross. Cmere, old man

I'm not that old-

Did something else happen?

The thing with Jason, Trina ran to blame me it seems. And also went to check in on people's blogs, check if they were okay, given the whole thing- and I see Mendel say he may as well be Jason's biological dad. Then we had that argument- so.

Hey, don't apologise. Thanks for telling me.

Yeah.

That kid loves you so much

I love him too. And you.

I love you too, cmon, I've wanted this all day

[Marvin hummed, relaxing into the touch and snuggling closer. He made a sound akin to a whine when Whizzer pointed out his scent.]

[Whizzer laughed, letting Marvin nestle up as much as he could. Despite how freezing his partner was- Whizzer really liked the feeling of having him closing]

[Whizzer let himself into Marvins apartment quietly, carefully stepping inside and looking around. Like he'd been told, his boyfriend was waiting for him in the bedroom. He took a minute to look around the place, though, before joining him. It had been a while since he'd stayed over- he'd missed the comfort of everything. He walked into the kitchen, finding the coffee and the muffin, as promised, and leant against the counter top while he took a sip from the thermos. It was warm, made just the way he liked. It tasted like home.]

[Whizzer took his muffin and sat himself down at the dining table. It was surprisingly calming, sitting in the quiet of the place, the only light coming from a lamp in the corner- he guessed that Marvin had left that on for him. It was sweet- all the little shows of how thoughtful he was trying to be. After a while, he finally took a deep breath, and finally began making his way to the bedroom. He poked his head into the room, noticing that the door was slightly ajar]

[In that moment, Marvin was glad to be facing away from the door, as his eyes filled with tears upon hearing his own name. Be blinked a few times, trying to desperately bat them away before Whizzer could tell, and took a deep breath.]

Hey-

I've had better days.

Hmmm

You're welcome.

You're cold

[He smiled properly, then, finding comfort in them just being themselves for a while. He turned to properly face Whizzer, his eyes glistening, evidence of his lost battle with the tears. He didn't bring it up, just simply smiled.]

Mkay

[Similarly, Marvin became very aware of how cold he was. He pulled his knees up to his chest and kept his eyes on Whizzer, trying to fight back those ever persistent tears.]

[Marvins words made him reflect- how the hell did they used to do that every day? Probably because neither of them thought before speaking. So, he let it sit for a moment, trying to gather his thoughts as he changed into a horrendous looking orange shirt]

[Marvin watched in silence, his heart catching in his throat when he heard Whizzer speak. He thought about their past, for a moment, reflecting on himself- though he didn't like what he saw, and instead lay his focus back on his partner, who had just gotten into bed, causing Marvin to let out a breath he didn't even know he was holding.]

You're already gross. Cmere, old man

I'm not that old-

Did something else happen?

The thing with Jason, Trina ran to blame me it seems. And also went to check in on people's blogs, check if they were okay, given the whole thing- and I see Mendel say he may as well be Jason's biological dad. Then we had that argument- so.

Hey, don't apologise. Thanks for telling me.

Yeah.

That kid loves you so much

I love him too. And you.

I love you too, cmon, I've wanted this all day

[Whizzer let himself into Marvins apartment quietly, carefully stepping inside and looking around. Like he'd been told, his boyfriend was waiting for him in the bedroom. He took a minute to look around the place, though, before joining him. It had been a while since he'd stayed over- he'd missed the comfort of everything. He walked into the kitchen, finding the coffee and the muffin, as promised, and leant against the counter top while he took a sip from the thermos. It was warm, made just the way he liked. It tasted like home.]

[Whizzer took his muffin and sat himself down at the dining table. It was surprisingly calming, sitting in the quiet of the place, the only light coming from a lamp in the corner- he guessed that Marvin had left that on for him. It was sweet- all the little shows of how thoughtful he was trying to be. After a while, he finally took a deep breath, and finally began making his way to the bedroom. He poked his head into the room, noticing that the door was slightly ajar]

[In that moment, Marvin was glad to be facing away from the door, as his eyes filled with tears upon hearing his own name. Be blinked a few times, trying to desperately bat them away before Whizzer could tell, and took a deep breath.]

Hey-

I've had better days.

Hmmm

You're welcome.

You're cold

[He smiled properly, then, finding comfort in them just being themselves for a while. He turned to properly face Whizzer, his eyes glistening, evidence of his lost battle with the tears. He didn't bring it up, just simply smiled.]

Mkay

[Similarly, Marvin became very aware of how cold he was. He pulled his knees up to his chest and kept his eyes on Whizzer, trying to fight back those ever persistent tears.]

[Marvins words made him reflect- how the hell did they used to do that every day? Probably because neither of them thought before speaking. So, he let it sit for a moment, trying to gather his thoughts as he changed into a horrendous looking orange shirt]

[Marvin watched in silence, his heart catching in his throat when he heard Whizzer speak. He thought about their past, for a moment, reflecting on himself- though he didn't like what he saw, and instead lay his focus back on his partner, who had just gotten into bed, causing Marvin to let out a breath he didn't even know he was holding.]

You're already gross. Cmere, old man

I'm not that old-

Did something else happen?

The thing with Jason, Trina ran to blame me it seems. And also went to check in on people's blogs, check if they were okay, given the whole thing- and I see Mendel say he may as well be Jason's biological dad. Then we had that argument- so.

Hey, don't apologise. Thanks for telling me.

Yeah.

That kid loves you so much

[Whizzer let himself into Marvins apartment quietly, carefully stepping inside and looking around. Like he'd been told, his boyfriend was waiting for him in the bedroom. He took a minute to look around the place, though, before joining him. It had been a while since he'd stayed over- he'd missed the comfort of everything. He walked into the kitchen, finding the coffee and the muffin, as promised, and leant against the counter top while he took a sip from the thermos. It was warm, made just the way he liked. It tasted like home.]

[Whizzer took his muffin and sat himself down at the dining table. It was surprisingly calming, sitting in the quiet of the place, the only light coming from a lamp in the corner- he guessed that Marvin had left that on for him. It was sweet- all the little shows of how thoughtful he was trying to be. After a while, he finally took a deep breath, and finally began making his way to the bedroom. He poked his head into the room, noticing that the door was slightly ajar]

[In that moment, Marvin was glad to be facing away from the door, as his eyes filled with tears upon hearing his own name. Be blinked a few times, trying to desperately bat them away before Whizzer could tell, and took a deep breath.]

Hey-

I've had better days.

Hmmm

You're welcome.

You're cold

[He smiled properly, then, finding comfort in them just being themselves for a while. He turned to properly face Whizzer, his eyes glistening, evidence of his lost battle with the tears. He didn't bring it up, just simply smiled.]

Mkay

[Similarly, Marvin became very aware of how cold he was. He pulled his knees up to his chest and kept his eyes on Whizzer, trying to fight back those ever persistent tears.]

[Marvins words made him reflect- how the hell did they used to do that every day? Probably because neither of them thought before speaking. So, he let it sit for a moment, trying to gather his thoughts as he changed into a horrendous looking orange shirt]

[Marvin watched in silence, his heart catching in his throat when he heard Whizzer speak. He thought about their past, for a moment, reflecting on himself- though he didn't like what he saw, and instead lay his focus back on his partner, who had just gotten into bed, causing Marvin to let out a breath he didn't even know he was holding.]

You're already gross. Cmere, old man

I'm not that old-

Did something else happen?

The thing with Jason, Trina ran to blame me it seems. And also went to check in on people's blogs, check if they were okay, given the whole thing- and I see Mendel say he may as well be Jason's biological dad. Then we had that argument- so.

Hey, don't apologise. Thanks for telling me.

[Whizzer let himself into Marvins apartment quietly, carefully stepping inside and looking around. Like he'd been told, his boyfriend was waiting for him in the bedroom. He took a minute to look around the place, though, before joining him. It had been a while since he'd stayed over- he'd missed the comfort of everything. He walked into the kitchen, finding the coffee and the muffin, as promised, and leant against the counter top while he took a sip from the thermos. It was warm, made just the way he liked. It tasted like home.]

[Whizzer took his muffin and sat himself down at the dining table. It was surprisingly calming, sitting in the quiet of the place, the only light coming from a lamp in the corner- he guessed that Marvin had left that on for him. It was sweet- all the little shows of how thoughtful he was trying to be. After a while, he finally took a deep breath, and finally began making his way to the bedroom. He poked his head into the room, noticing that the door was slightly ajar]

[In that moment, Marvin was glad to be facing away from the door, as his eyes filled with tears upon hearing his own name. Be blinked a few times, trying to desperately bat them away before Whizzer could tell, and took a deep breath.]

Hey-

I've had better days.

Hmmm

You're welcome.

You're cold

[He smiled properly, then, finding comfort in them just being themselves for a while. He turned to properly face Whizzer, his eyes glistening, evidence of his lost battle with the tears. He didn't bring it up, just simply smiled.]

Mkay

[Similarly, Marvin became very aware of how cold he was. He pulled his knees up to his chest and kept his eyes on Whizzer, trying to fight back those ever persistent tears.]

[Marvins words made him reflect- how the hell did they used to do that every day? Probably because neither of them thought before speaking. So, he let it sit for a moment, trying to gather his thoughts as he changed into a horrendous looking orange shirt]

[Marvin watched in silence, his heart catching in his throat when he heard Whizzer speak. He thought about their past, for a moment, reflecting on himself- though he didn't like what he saw, and instead lay his focus back on his partner, who had just gotten into bed, causing Marvin to let out a breath he didn't even know he was holding.]

You're already gross. Cmere, old man

I'm not that old-

Did something else happen?

[Whizzer let himself into Marvins apartment quietly, carefully stepping inside and looking around. Like he'd been told, his boyfriend was waiting for him in the bedroom. He took a minute to look around the place, though, before joining him. It had been a while since he'd stayed over- he'd missed the comfort of everything. He walked into the kitchen, finding the coffee and the muffin, as promised, and leant against the counter top while he took a sip from the thermos. It was warm, made just the way he liked. It tasted like home.]

[Whizzer took his muffin and sat himself down at the dining table. It was surprisingly calming, sitting in the quiet of the place, the only light coming from a lamp in the corner- he guessed that Marvin had left that on for him. It was sweet- all the little shows of how thoughtful he was trying to be. After a while, he finally took a deep breath, and finally began making his way to the bedroom. He poked his head into the room, noticing that the door was slightly ajar]

[In that moment, Marvin was glad to be facing away from the door, as his eyes filled with tears upon hearing his own name. Be blinked a few times, trying to desperately bat them away before Whizzer could tell, and took a deep breath.]

Hey-

I've had better days.

Hmmm

You're welcome.

You're cold

[He smiled properly, then, finding comfort in them just being themselves for a while. He turned to properly face Whizzer, his eyes glistening, evidence of his lost battle with the tears. He didn't bring it up, just simply smiled.]

Mkay

[Similarly, Marvin became very aware of how cold he was. He pulled his knees up to his chest and kept his eyes on Whizzer, trying to fight back those ever persistent tears.]

[Marvins words made him reflect- how the hell did they used to do that every day? Probably because neither of them thought before speaking. So, he let it sit for a moment, trying to gather his thoughts as he changed into a horrendous looking orange shirt]

[Marvin watched in silence, his heart catching in his throat when he heard Whizzer speak. He thought about their past, for a moment, reflecting on himself- though he didn't like what he saw, and instead lay his focus back on his partner, who had just gotten into bed, causing Marvin to let out a breath he didn't even know he was holding.]

You're already gross. Cmere, old man

I'm not that old-

Did something else happen?

[Whizzer let himself into Marvins apartment quietly, carefully stepping inside and looking around. Like he'd been told, his boyfriend was waiting for him in the bedroom. He took a minute to look around the place, though, before joining him. It had been a while since he'd stayed over- he'd missed the comfort of everything. He walked into the kitchen, finding the coffee and the muffin, as promised, and leant against the counter top while he took a sip from the thermos. It was warm, made just the way he liked. It tasted like home.]

[Whizzer took his muffin and sat himself down at the dining table. It was surprisingly calming, sitting in the quiet of the place, the only light coming from a lamp in the corner- he guessed that Marvin had left that on for him. It was sweet- all the little shows of how thoughtful he was trying to be. After a while, he finally took a deep breath, and finally began making his way to the bedroom. He poked his head into the room, noticing that the door was slightly ajar]

[In that moment, Marvin was glad to be facing away from the door, as his eyes filled with tears upon hearing his own name. Be blinked a few times, trying to desperately bat them away before Whizzer could tell, and took a deep breath.]

Hey-

I've had better days.

Hmmm

You're welcome.

You're cold

[He smiled properly, then, finding comfort in them just being themselves for a while. He turned to properly face Whizzer, his eyes glistening, evidence of his lost battle with the tears. He didn't bring it up, just simply smiled.]

Mkay

[Similarly, Marvin became very aware of how cold he was. He pulled his knees up to his chest and kept his eyes on Whizzer, trying to fight back those ever persistent tears.]

[Marvins words made him reflect- how the hell did they used to do that every day? Probably because neither of them thought before speaking. So, he let it sit for a moment, trying to gather his thoughts as he changed into a horrendous looking orange shirt]

[Marvin watched in silence, his heart catching in his throat when he heard Whizzer speak. He thought about their past, for a moment, reflecting on himself- though he didn't like what he saw, and instead lay his focus back on his partner, who had just gotten into bed, causing Marvin to let out a breath he didn't even know he was holding.]

You're already gross. Cmere, old man

[Whizzer let himself into Marvins apartment quietly, carefully stepping inside and looking around. Like he'd been told, his boyfriend was waiting for him in the bedroom. He took a minute to look around the place, though, before joining him. It had been a while since he'd stayed over- he'd missed the comfort of everything. He walked into the kitchen, finding the coffee and the muffin, as promised, and leant against the counter top while he took a sip from the thermos. It was warm, made just the way he liked. It tasted like home.]

[Whizzer took his muffin and sat himself down at the dining table. It was surprisingly calming, sitting in the quiet of the place, the only light coming from a lamp in the corner- he guessed that Marvin had left that on for him. It was sweet- all the little shows of how thoughtful he was trying to be. After a while, he finally took a deep breath, and finally began making his way to the bedroom. He poked his head into the room, noticing that the door was slightly ajar]

[In that moment, Marvin was glad to be facing away from the door, as his eyes filled with tears upon hearing his own name. Be blinked a few times, trying to desperately bat them away before Whizzer could tell, and took a deep breath.]

Hey-

I've had better days.

Hmmm

You're welcome.

You're cold

[He smiled properly, then, finding comfort in them just being themselves for a while. He turned to properly face Whizzer, his eyes glistening, evidence of his lost battle with the tears. He didn't bring it up, just simply smiled.]

Mkay

[Similarly, Marvin became very aware of how cold he was. He pulled his knees up to his chest and kept his eyes on Whizzer, trying to fight back those ever persistent tears.]

[Marvins words made him reflect- how the hell did they used to do that every day? Probably because neither of them thought before speaking. So, he let it sit for a moment, trying to gather his thoughts as he changed into a horrendous looking orange shirt]

[Whizzer let himself into Marvins apartment quietly, carefully stepping inside and looking around. Like he'd been told, his boyfriend was waiting for him in the bedroom. He took a minute to look around the place, though, before joining him. It had been a while since he'd stayed over- he'd missed the comfort of everything. He walked into the kitchen, finding the coffee and the muffin, as promised, and leant against the counter top while he took a sip from the thermos. It was warm, made just the way he liked. It tasted like home.]

[Whizzer took his muffin and sat himself down at the dining table. It was surprisingly calming, sitting in the quiet of the place, the only light coming from a lamp in the corner- he guessed that Marvin had left that on for him. It was sweet- all the little shows of how thoughtful he was trying to be. After a while, he finally took a deep breath, and finally began making his way to the bedroom. He poked his head into the room, noticing that the door was slightly ajar]

[In that moment, Marvin was glad to be facing away from the door, as his eyes filled with tears upon hearing his own name. Be blinked a few times, trying to desperately bat them away before Whizzer could tell, and took a deep breath.]

Hey-

I've had better days.

Hmmm

You're welcome.

You're cold

[He smiled properly, then, finding comfort in them just being themselves for a while. He turned to properly face Whizzer, his eyes glistening, evidence of his lost battle with the tears. He didn't bring it up, just simply smiled.]

Mkay

[Whizzer let himself into Marvins apartment quietly, carefully stepping inside and looking around. Like he'd been told, his boyfriend was waiting for him in the bedroom. He took a minute to look around the place, though, before joining him. It had been a while since he'd stayed over- he'd missed the comfort of everything. He walked into the kitchen, finding the coffee and the muffin, as promised, and leant against the counter top while he took a sip from the thermos. It was warm, made just the way he liked. It tasted like home.]

[Whizzer took his muffin and sat himself down at the dining table. It was surprisingly calming, sitting in the quiet of the place, the only light coming from a lamp in the corner- he guessed that Marvin had left that on for him. It was sweet- all the little shows of how thoughtful he was trying to be. After a while, he finally took a deep breath, and finally began making his way to the bedroom. He poked his head into the room, noticing that the door was slightly ajar]

[In that moment, Marvin was glad to be facing away from the door, as his eyes filled with tears upon hearing his own name. Be blinked a few times, trying to desperately bat them away before Whizzer could tell, and took a deep breath.]

Hey-

I've had better days.

Hmmm

You're welcome.

You're cold

[Whizzer let himself into Marvins apartment quietly, carefully stepping inside and looking around. Like he'd been told, his boyfriend was waiting for him in the bedroom. He took a minute to look around the place, though, before joining him. It had been a while since he'd stayed over- he'd missed the comfort of everything. He walked into the kitchen, finding the coffee and the muffin, as promised, and leant against the counter top while he took a sip from the thermos. It was warm, made just the way he liked. It tasted like home.]

[Whizzer took his muffin and sat himself down at the dining table. It was surprisingly calming, sitting in the quiet of the place, the only light coming from a lamp in the corner- he guessed that Marvin had left that on for him. It was sweet- all the little shows of how thoughtful he was trying to be. After a while, he finally took a deep breath, and finally began making his way to the bedroom. He poked his head into the room, noticing that the door was slightly ajar]

[In that moment, Marvin was glad to be facing away from the door, as his eyes filled with tears upon hearing his own name. Be blinked a few times, trying to desperately bat them away before Whizzer could tell, and took a deep breath.]

Hey-

I've had better days.

Hmmm

[Whizzer let himself into Marvins apartment quietly, carefully stepping inside and looking around. Like he'd been told, his boyfriend was waiting for him in the bedroom. He took a minute to look around the place, though, before joining him. It had been a while since he'd stayed over- he'd missed the comfort of everything. He walked into the kitchen, finding the coffee and the muffin, as promised, and leant against the counter top while he took a sip from the thermos. It was warm, made just the way he liked. It tasted like home.]

[Whizzer took his muffin and sat himself down at the dining table. It was surprisingly calming, sitting in the quiet of the place, the only light coming from a lamp in the corner- he guessed that Marvin had left that on for him. It was sweet- all the little shows of how thoughtful he was trying to be. After a while, he finally took a deep breath, and finally began making his way to the bedroom. He poked his head into the room, noticing that the door was slightly ajar]

[In that moment, Marvin was glad to be facing away from the door, as his eyes filled with tears upon hearing his own name. Be blinked a few times, trying to desperately bat them away before Whizzer could tell, and took a deep breath.]

Hey-

[Whizzer let himself into Marvins apartment quietly, carefully stepping inside and looking around. Like he'd been told, his boyfriend was waiting for him in the bedroom. He took a minute to look around the place, though, before joining him. It had been a while since he'd stayed over- he'd missed the comfort of everything. He walked into the kitchen, finding the coffee and the muffin, as promised, and leant against the counter top while he took a sip from the thermos. It was warm, made just the way he liked. It tasted like home.]

[Whizzer took his muffin and sat himself down at the dining table. It was surprisingly calming, sitting in the quiet of the place, the only light coming from a lamp in the corner- he guessed that Marvin had left that on for him. It was sweet- all the little shows of how thoughtful he was trying to be. After a while, he finally took a deep breath, and finally began making his way to the bedroom. He poked his head into the room, noticing that the door was slightly ajar]

Whizzer-? Jesus christ- I'm so sorry for before- Say whatever you need to say, do whatever you need to do- just know I'm so sorry, for everything.

Jesus- okay.

I know, I'm sorry. And- No- I understand why you didn't say anything, I- mm. I just want to know when somethings happening so I can help. I don't want to find out from any source but you yourself. I know that's hypocritical given all this but I'll be working on it.

I was gonna tell you- it'd been like half an hour, I was a little busy looking for him myself. I was gonna tell you.

I'm sorry- my worrying about you went too far.

Can't help thinking drunk words are sober thoughts, Marv.

Not those ones.

Do you want to go back? Do you wanna get better?

I do- I promise.

I know- I know you are.

Of course- yeah, I'm sorry- I'll talk. You're a great boyfriend.

You do drive me crazy- but I love you anyway. Probably because of it, ha. We're both fucked up- we're both trying to be better, but I think we both know we're not exactly normal.

Mhm. You're right- as per usual. I love you too.

Take your time.

Alright-