M'fine. [ also he's not sure he approves of dirk's coat. probably he doesn't. god. dave lets his hands drop, but only after they drag down his face and out from under his shades.
he should look at dirk but he doesn't want to so he settles for staring at the ground. ]
Why the fuck aren't you wanderin' off somewhere? [ dirk said he heard...whatever that was (not a fucking exile, that's for sure) as well. ]
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he should look at dirk but he doesn't want to so he settles for staring at the ground. ]
Why the fuck aren't you wanderin' off somewhere? [ dirk said he heard...whatever that was (not a fucking exile, that's for sure) as well. ]