[Fuck, he kind of. Decided to keep himself huddled up in his bedroom after he dumped the wine. It was stupid, he shouldn't have gone out to buy it and he knew it was a bad choice, but it could've been worse. At least he didn't make any other stupid decisions other than be horribly sad on the network and at Avdol. He's done way worse, like trigger a whole stupidly naive idea in the first place. He knew it was naive and hopeless but it was nice to chase after it for awhile.
Well. Anyway. He hears Avdol and the girls, so he gets out of bed and reluctantly peers out, because he does feel like a mess. Makeup running down his face and everything! It's very emo.]
Hey. No, that's... that's fine. We'll put 'em in the fridge, have them when we're not feeling like complete garbage.
[Sure, they're both a mess, but he's going to pull Avdol into a fierce hug anyway. So there.]
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Well. Anyway. He hears Avdol and the girls, so he gets out of bed and reluctantly peers out, because he does feel like a mess. Makeup running down his face and everything! It's very emo.]
Hey. No, that's... that's fine. We'll put 'em in the fridge, have them when we're not feeling like complete garbage.
[Sure, they're both a mess, but he's going to pull Avdol into a fierce hug anyway. So there.]