I'm just being considerate. You don't know me, I don't know you, we - we don't even know each others' names yet.
[ Rhys is oblivious to his own extreme awkwardness. He leans against the doorframe of the room he's intending to take over for the night, trying to look casual and cool.
This is all ruined by Jack, who comes sailing headfirst through the wall. Upside-down. Just because he can.
"Mine are bigger."
Startled for the third (fourth, fifth, seven hundred and twelfth, he's really lost count) time, he slips back and has to grab onto the frame for stability. He has no idea what Jack's even talking about, though he vaguely remembers sideburn measuring. Rhys hisswhispers a distinct knock it off already. ]
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[ Rhys is oblivious to his own extreme awkwardness. He leans against the doorframe of the room he's intending to take over for the night, trying to look casual and cool.
This is all ruined by Jack, who comes sailing headfirst through the wall. Upside-down. Just because he can.
"Mine are bigger."
Startled for the third (fourth, fifth, seven hundred and twelfth, he's really lost count) time, he slips back and has to grab onto the frame for stability. He has no idea what Jack's even talking about, though he vaguely remembers sideburn measuring. Rhys hisswhispers a distinct knock it off already. ]