[one of the exact reasons he'd worded it that way. see, most times, he hasn't got two brain-cells to rub together, but other times – soberer ones – he's a lot smarter than most people give him credit for.]
You're welcome.
[it makes klaus's heart flutter yet again. being under the influence made it harder to conceal (don't feel), although he manages to cover with a small smile, gestures offhandedly toward nothing in particular.]
Sounds like a douchebag, [he admits, shoulders rolling nonchalantly as possible, his mouth downturned into a pout.] But you won't have to think about them anymore and soon enough, neither of us will be worrying about this place at all.
[ Mostly. There had been a few others and--well, Klaus is his bunkmate, and he isn't a douche. Just broken. It's meant more for him. Quentin smiles, half but soft, and sits up after a second. ]
Oh. [too, quentin says. like, "as well as" someone else he knows. klaus wonders if he's included in that since— gosh, he's pretty damn broken, isn't he?
he almost inclines his head as an excuse to look away, but then quentin's smiling again and there's no way he can't let his own lips curve higher while straightening his posture.]
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You're welcome.
[it makes klaus's heart flutter yet again. being under the influence made it harder to conceal (don't feel), although he manages to cover with a small smile, gestures offhandedly toward nothing in particular.]
Sounds like a douchebag, [he admits, shoulders rolling nonchalantly as possible, his mouth downturned into a pout.] But you won't have to think about them anymore and soon enough, neither of us will be worrying about this place at all.
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[ Mostly. There had been a few others and--well, Klaus is his bunkmate, and he isn't a douche. Just broken. It's meant more for him. Quentin smiles, half but soft, and sits up after a second. ]
Here: copy me.
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he almost inclines his head as an excuse to look away, but then quentin's smiling again and there's no way he can't let his own lips curve higher while straightening his posture.]
Alright, boss, I'll follow your lead.