[ david grunts at the weight on his chest, on top of all the aches and pains now too, and follows evan up after a moment's thought. ]
Wouldn't be me though.
[ and david likes to think he's uniquely infuriating. ]
[ not that that solves... anything. he stands, a frown on his face. is this just it? evan fucking deflates like an old balloon and they just don't finish this fight or get to the bottom of this horrible little chat? ]
The fuck is this, Chuck? What're we doing here?
[ david spreads his arms, gestures around like there's something physical he can point to to illustrate his confusion and frustration. he's just so fed up and tired of this all, evan is so exhausting to deal with sometimes and yet, for some reason, david hasn't stopped. ]
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Wouldn't be me though.
[ and david likes to think he's uniquely infuriating. ]
[ not that that solves... anything. he stands, a frown on his face. is this just it? evan fucking deflates like an old balloon and they just don't finish this fight or get to the bottom of this horrible little chat? ]
The fuck is this, Chuck? What're we doing here?
[ david spreads his arms, gestures around like there's something physical he can point to to illustrate his confusion and frustration. he's just so fed up and tired of this all, evan is so exhausting to deal with sometimes and yet, for some reason, david hasn't stopped. ]