[He nods along—yes, willing roomies are better, not the best image, he gets it. And while Will is maybe going to spend part of this night knocked out on Jeff's couch if things go that way (Lord knows he needs to sleep sometime), it seems like the little guy on the table has already taken that step. He gives off all the appearances of being completely asleep on Jeff's coffee table, at ease, feeling safe enough to do so. Go ahead and poke him, Jeff, see if that changes anything.
That question changes plenty, gets an actual human smile out of Will for a split second, fond and normal instead of the entire process that led up to getting here. There's no desperation or sad hope he's reaching out to the right person, just honest affection.]
Yeah, we're fine. Abigail's moved in now, too. We're, uh, getting along better than I ever dreamed of.
[But if Jeff wants a guy near his age to ride around in the super cool sporty hovercar (thanks Satan) so he can check out ladies walking down the sidewalk, Will can manage to sit still for a while. Drink in someone else's midlife crisis...after he downs the rest of Jeff's scotch in one go and slides the glass on the table with a quick wave of his hand. No refill please.
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Date: 2015-06-20 11:28 pm (UTC)That question changes plenty, gets an actual human smile out of Will for a split second, fond and normal instead of the entire process that led up to getting here. There's no desperation or sad hope he's reaching out to the right person, just honest affection.]
Yeah, we're fine. Abigail's moved in now, too. We're, uh, getting along better than I ever dreamed of.
[But if Jeff wants a guy near his age to ride around in the super cool sporty hovercar (thanks Satan) so he can check out ladies walking down the sidewalk, Will can manage to sit still for a while. Drink in someone else's midlife crisis...after he downs the rest of Jeff's scotch in one go and slides the glass on the table with a quick wave of his hand. No refill please.
Yet.]