Re: Call: Holly W/Noah N
Or like the version of me that was here. [But, you know, mostly it's his own confusion? Fifteen was a long time ago, and some fumbling at that age isn't the same as stuff now. Basically, he has no idea what or who he is, right? In this kinda situation. Other than, you know, kinda neurotic and paranoid.] How can you even tell, Noah? I have no idea about who I am, so how can you? [Deadpan, our favorite fallback.] Mentioning your hands repeatedly is absolutely cheating. [He does have a blip of thought about tying up, you know, trying to figure out if he'd want it, but it kinda gets in the way of thinking about Noah's hands. Onward.] The point is it sucks to know someone's hitting on someone you're into. I get it. I'm sure someone's hit on you this week, but I don't have to hear it. Which, honestly, is better for everyone involved.