[And he flops onto the bed with her without hesitation, linking his hands behind his head and streeeetching a bit as he stares up at her ceiling. A few moments of silence pass before he speaks again, tone still soft and inquisitive... and maybe just apologetic]
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... haa. Maybe.
[And he flops onto the bed with her without hesitation, linking his hands behind his head and streeeetching a bit as he stares up at her ceiling. A few moments of silence pass before he speaks again, tone still soft and inquisitive... and maybe just apologetic]
'M sorry.