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[goodweather]

Yeah. Something like that.

[ With a question like that, he'd gotten a sense that Darcy hadn't had anyone properly divide up someone's intelligence, self worth, and the grades they got on a paper before. It'd taken him an embarrassingly long time to get to that point, so he's just happy to expedite the process a little for her.

... Oh, back to the point, though.

Phil swipes on his phone screen. ] Hey, you never told me you used to have a bowl cut.

[saltwaterlungs]

You tell anyone and I'll kill you. Honest to god. I can debone a chicken, I'm sure deboning a person isn't that much harder.

[ WOW WAY TO KILL THE MOMENT, PHIL. ]

[goodweather]

Making me the centerpiece of your Thanksgiving dinner, eh? I'm flattered.

[saltwaterlungs]

We don't even celebrate Thanksgiving.

[ Huffs!!! ]

I mean it, [ As she stands to leave, ] not with anyone.

[goodweather]

I won’t, [ he says, the smugness giving way, ] I promise.

[ He mimes sealing his lips and throwing away the key. ]