Forget it. [Blue mumbles- he sounds tired, half-there, like the fog of the alcohol is finally bogging him down. His head was already spinning earlier and it’s only worse now that the night has dragged on.]
[Maybe he should just go home- except now he wants to be anywhere but where Red can see him like this.] ‘ll be back later, don’t wait up for me or nothin’.
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Forget it. [Blue mumbles- he sounds tired, half-there, like the fog of the alcohol is finally bogging him down. His head was already spinning earlier and it’s only worse now that the night has dragged on.]
[Maybe he should just go home- except now he wants to be anywhere but where Red can see him like this.] ‘ll be back later, don’t wait up for me or nothin’.