( there's an alarm ringing faintly in the back of his beer-soaked brain. a voice that sounds suspiciously like tommy h. telling him it's uncool to care. he almost types something to that extent, but his fingers tap out a different message instead, seemingly of their own accord- )
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am i really your best pal?
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Yeah, of course you are
You know that
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you're right
you're stuck with me buckley
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don't make me laugh
maybe my skeleton's not as okay as i thought
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do I have to drag you to the ER?
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probably should just stay right here
it's fine if i stay perfeclty still
i mean perfectly
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yes it was