[Give him a second, Red. He finishes up again after a few moments of gagging and coughing, spitting out the last of it and sniffling.] Nn-hn. [He grumbles out vaguely, reaching around for the toilet paper and ripping off a wad to wipe his mouth and blow his nose, then grabbing the glass of water again. Chug, gargle, rinse, repeat. Flush.]
[When he's finally through, he grabs for the aspirin too and pops it, gulping the water down this time and leaving the glass empty on the counter overhead, then heaving a heavy sigh as he sinks his back down against the toilet bowl. He draws a knee up to himself, resting his chin, and not-quite looks at Red, then looks away again.]
[He wishes Red would say something, but that's always a pipe dream.] Gonna make me do all the work as usual, huh? 'at's fine, I'm obviously the better kisser. [He finally says to break the silence, cracking a plastered-on grin at Red. Despite the feeble return to his bravado, there's a sheepish quality to it, the genuine fluster peeking through.]
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[When he's finally through, he grabs for the aspirin too and pops it, gulping the water down this time and leaving the glass empty on the counter overhead, then heaving a heavy sigh as he sinks his back down against the toilet bowl. He draws a knee up to himself, resting his chin, and not-quite looks at Red, then looks away again.]
[He wishes Red would say something, but that's always a pipe dream.] Gonna make me do all the work as usual, huh? 'at's fine, I'm obviously the better kisser. [He finally says to break the silence, cracking a plastered-on grin at Red. Despite the feeble return to his bravado, there's a sheepish quality to it, the genuine fluster peeking through.]