[ In another ten minutes, Tyler rings the doorbell. When Eames opens the door, Ty's standing outside a little too proudly, with a giant stuffed dog that is almost as tall as him.
(Clearly, someone had too much fun buying this thing.) ]
Mm... very clever. I don't want to know how you got that in your car.
[Eames' hair is still wet, and he's dressed in a t-shirt and jeans. His place is mostly tidy, except for the little pages of sketches that lie around on all the tables.]
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[Yes, he just wrote out his own pause.]
it better not be shit or rubbish
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[ oh, he's enjoying this way too much. ]
It's a genuine present. (:
Can't exactly stay over empty-handed.
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i just took a shower so i'm going to get dressed real quick. see you when you get here!
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(Clearly, someone had too much fun buying this thing.) ]
Thanks again, man.
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[He pulls the door open further for him.]
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[ Tyler would shrug, but he's practically drowning in the fake fur. As he crosses the threshold, he hands the guy over. ]
Make him feel welcome, okay?
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[Eames' hair is still wet, and he's dressed in a t-shirt and jeans. His place is mostly tidy, except for the little pages of sketches that lie around on all the tables.]
Make yourself at home.
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[ Tyler notes those sketches as he sets his bag down too. They're talented, and he can sense the improvement since he'd last seen his bro's art. ]
You don't have to keep him, by the way. I've still got the receipt.
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Are you hungry? I made some lasagna.
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