[ He held him there for what felt like an eternity, mulling over things quietly to himself before another shift to rest a soothing hand on the back of his head. All of the times that Abbacchio had helped him out, he had never really expected to see him like this. ]
You don’t have to, okay? You can stay at my place, yeah? I can pack up whatever you need and we’ll get out of here...how’s that sound?
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You don’t have to, okay? You can stay at my place, yeah? I can pack up whatever you need and we’ll get out of here...how’s that sound?