[There's a bit of a sting in his hand that he feels first before he sees. He looks at his palm, seeing that he had scraped it at the bottom, but tries to shrug it off, letting out nothing more than a frustrated huff.]
Hell, I dunno, man. I dunno if it's jus' me thinkin' about it or if they's doing the same, too. Or, like, it is jus' 'cause a' those damn slugs makin' me think 'bout all this—
[Too bad, Eustace, you gotta deal with at least this teen's awkward overthinking about relationships.]
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[There's a bit of a sting in his hand that he feels first before he sees. He looks at his palm, seeing that he had scraped it at the bottom, but tries to shrug it off, letting out nothing more than a frustrated huff.]
Hell, I dunno, man. I dunno if it's jus' me thinkin' about it or if they's doing the same, too. Or, like, it is jus' 'cause a' those damn slugs makin' me think 'bout all this—
[Too bad, Eustace, you gotta deal with at least this teen's awkward overthinking about relationships.]