Oliver turned on the arm of the couch and rest his bare feet on Tommy's chair. His cool, scarred toes touched Tommy's arm. "You're here, I'm here, neither of us are sleeping. We could just hang out. It's been a long time since we've done that," Oliver suggested.
He didn't want to give up, no matter the self-questioning or cause of his coming to Tommy's room.
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