[ He's trying. Adaptation is a two way street after all, and he's trying, trying to bear out this conversation for as long as humanely possible, but his insides are already bouncing off the walls, heart rate at a fever pitch, heel starting to bounce against the couch cushion like a rocket ready to take off. This is giving him the jitters and he's already a hot minute away from imagining himself taking a brisk walk through the kitchen and back again, knocking his head against the wall on his way. ]
You mean like a thing? Organizing a thing? Or organizing us? Cause I'm good with just us, you know that, right?
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You mean like a thing? Organizing a thing? Or organizing us? Cause I'm good with just us, you know that, right?