[He's hunched over the sink for a moment, letting his face and front curls drip into while he steadies his breathing. In, out, in, out. His head started buzzing somewhere between thanks and you're welcome - it might be the weed.
He grabs a dishtowel - new, microfibre - and dabs his face, turns around and leans back against the sink and shrugs. ] Been known to, sometimes.
[Not just the porn magazines, or the class textbooks he skimmed to graduate. ]
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He grabs a dishtowel - new, microfibre - and dabs his face, turns around and leans back against the sink and shrugs. ] Been known to, sometimes.
[Not just the porn magazines, or the class textbooks he skimmed to graduate. ]