Billy gestured a bit wildly, but Frank wasn't lying: he'd said exactly that to Billy. He'd been drunk but he remembered that. He gestured again, making up for his utter speechlessness, or trying to.
"Yeah, but I--"
He had nothing. Billy huffed a laugh and sat down on the edge of the bed with a delirious sort of grin. "Shit, man. Hope it was good, then. No fucking pressure." He grinned and bumped his shoulder against Frank's.
"Shit you should've said something flat out, man. I would've found some candles n shit."
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Date: 2018-07-20 02:29 am (UTC)"Yeah, but I--"
He had nothing. Billy huffed a laugh and sat down on the edge of the bed with a delirious sort of grin. "Shit, man. Hope it was good, then. No fucking pressure." He grinned and bumped his shoulder against Frank's.
"Shit you should've said something flat out, man. I would've found some candles n shit."