[Gods but this is definitely more familiar ground than talking about dying and caring about things and how fucked up either of them are. Eddie steps closer and Taako grins, reaching out to loosely tangle his fingers in the hem of Eddie's shirt, not quite fully closing the distance between them, but it's a start.]
I mean, I could write you a list. ['Dudes', 'flirting', 'casual flings', 'etc'] But I would much rather let you keep laying on the compliments.
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I mean, I could write you a list. ['Dudes', 'flirting', 'casual flings', 'etc'] But I would much rather let you keep laying on the compliments.