[ It's really, genuinely not a reflection on what kind of person Nate's become. It's just the kind of stupid Ian is when afforded even the mildest kind of evidence that he might be getting attached to someone, that it's like. Mutual. Before he got here he'd have long since erected some walls at the least, probably ghosted entirely at the worst.
But now he's on a bridge probably oversharing, or undersharing, honestly he's bouncing back and forth trying to determine which of the two it is. There's got to be an exact right numerical value, but for the damn life of him he can't estimate it.
The only thing really for it is to glide smoothly toward literally any other topic, thanks for the assist with that Nate. His reply is a dry: ]
Knock knock.
[ And only a single beat before he follows up. ]
Don't actually ask, I don't have anything to follow that up.
[ See an out, take it without question. Simpler still when someone shows you the way, hands you a piece of paper with a giant red X drawn over the spot. Nate used to follow the same roadmap, until it was worn and crinkled at the edges and he started to question whether or not the damn thing was out of date, because the routes started to change and he couldn't keep up anymore.
At some point, you just have to break down and ask for directions.
He sucks a sharp, disappointed breath in between his teeth at the non-starter, shaking his head and amicably leaning over to briefly bump shoulders. ]
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But now he's on a bridge probably oversharing, or undersharing, honestly he's bouncing back and forth trying to determine which of the two it is. There's got to be an exact right numerical value, but for the damn life of him he can't estimate it.
The only thing really for it is to glide smoothly toward literally any other topic, thanks for the assist with that Nate. His reply is a dry: ]
Knock knock.
[ And only a single beat before he follows up. ]
Don't actually ask, I don't have anything to follow that up.
[ Which is to say... thanks. ]
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At some point, you just have to break down and ask for directions.
He sucks a sharp, disappointed breath in between his teeth at the non-starter, shaking his head and amicably leaning over to briefly bump shoulders. ]
We'll work on your stand-up.
[ You're welcome. ]