And with that, he turned his shoulder and slipped in around the edge of the door. Well, if he was going to get screamed at, might as well really own the room.
He walked over and sat down on the bed beside her, folding his hands in his lap. "So!" he exclaimed, drumming his fingers against each other. "What's my favorite lunatic doing tonight?"
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And with that, he turned his shoulder and slipped in around the edge of the door. Well, if he was going to get screamed at, might as well really own the room.
He walked over and sat down on the bed beside her, folding his hands in his lap. "So!" he exclaimed, drumming his fingers against each other. "What's my favorite lunatic doing tonight?"