He tried to not sigh too loudly, swinging his legs up onto the bed and laying on his side facing away from Jake.
"Your call, bro."
He wasn't being Machiavellian, this time around. He wasn't really being anything, except worn out from suddenly having this be a problem again. He still didn't sleep much, but he could pretend.
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Date: 2013-06-27 07:54 am (UTC)"Your call, bro."
He wasn't being Machiavellian, this time around. He wasn't really being anything, except worn out from suddenly having this be a problem again. He still didn't sleep much, but he could pretend.