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and as long as this feeble heart is still beating,
Who: Jesse Finch and Kenzi
What: TALKS talks talks talks
Where: House 20
When: Backdated to the evening of Day 76
When he figures out that Pinkman is gone, he draws. Pulls on his hoodie that smells like Galen, gets his pencil. He draws a lot. He curls up on the couch with his sketchbook and draws three pages of stupid things - superheroes with stupid names and powers, people in Kore with horns or fangs or cat eyes - anything to keep his mind off of how that's probably another friend gone.
He ends up falling asleep there, curled up on the couch, arm hanging off the side with his pencil dropped on the floor. Perfect for jumping on, really, perfect position.
What: TALKS talks talks talks
Where: House 20
When: Backdated to the evening of Day 76
When he figures out that Pinkman is gone, he draws. Pulls on his hoodie that smells like Galen, gets his pencil. He draws a lot. He curls up on the couch with his sketchbook and draws three pages of stupid things - superheroes with stupid names and powers, people in Kore with horns or fangs or cat eyes - anything to keep his mind off of how that's probably another friend gone.
He ends up falling asleep there, curled up on the couch, arm hanging off the side with his pencil dropped on the floor. Perfect for jumping on, really, perfect position.
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Ha. Wow. She definitely knows where he's coming from with the punishment part. Just gonna reach up to trace patterns on his neck and along his jaw and close her eyes and just stay there.
"I got a while. I like slow. And I'm not going anywhere. I mean... we already live together, so I didn't get a chance to freak about that. You both already know the shitty stuff and the big secrets, don't have to worry about that. And I already said the hideous L-word without cutely changing the pronunciation or anything. I think this is gona be fine." Not going to change much, he's right. She's not freaking. Not externally, anyway. There's a lot of 'what-ifs' but so far, it's okay. Not like it was with Nate. It's just so much... easier.
"Love your stupid issues. Shut up. It's fine." They already take care of each other. He let her drink his blood, for fuck's sake! "This just means I can actually make out with your face instead of just picturing making out with your face."