[Wade takes in the mess, the notebook, the almost boyishly contrite demeanor of his roommate, and lets out his breath in a sigh. Though it undoubtedly would've made things worse, he almost wishes Nate hadn't answered him.
Nothing for it now.]
C'mere an' sit down. Gonna have a little chat, you an' me.
no subject
Nothing for it now.]
C'mere an' sit down. Gonna have a little chat, you an' me.