[ Right. Right. He should probably explain why he's standing outside his boyfriend's apartment like some sort of stalker after their huge fight, the one about 24 hours ago where he asked for space... ]
Well, I rem--I mean, the mem--Can we go upstairs to talk? I really need to throw this away.
[ He gestures to the cigarette in his hand, still letting out a gentle wisp of smoke by the waist. ]
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Well, I rem--I mean, the mem--Can we go upstairs to talk? I really need to throw this away.
[ He gestures to the cigarette in his hand, still letting out a gentle wisp of smoke by the waist. ]