[ Joe picks his drink up again, pausing with it halfway to his mouth. At this rate, it's going to get warm before he even gets anywhere close to finishing it, but Dennis is sweeter than the cup of fruit juice anyway, so he's really not losing out on too much, he thinks. ]
I mean, [ He says, tilting his head and shrugging one shoulder nonchalantly. The cup hovers in front of his mouth, and he follows Dennis with his eyes as the younger man starts to move away, no doubt wandering off to find his shoes. ] We could keep standing here talking about carrots if you want.
[ He chuckles, more to himself than anything, and then drinks most of his beverage before reaching for Dennis' cup and setting the two of them down in the sink to be taken care of later. ]
Or, [ There's a pause as Joe steps out of the kitchen to go and put his own shoes back on. Stepping out of boots is much easier than stepping into them. He bends over to tighten up the laces, lifting his head to look in the direction of Dennis' room, where his voice is coming from. ] You could just let me surprise you.
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I mean, [ He says, tilting his head and shrugging one shoulder nonchalantly. The cup hovers in front of his mouth, and he follows Dennis with his eyes as the younger man starts to move away, no doubt wandering off to find his shoes. ] We could keep standing here talking about carrots if you want.
[ He chuckles, more to himself than anything, and then drinks most of his beverage before reaching for Dennis' cup and setting the two of them down in the sink to be taken care of later. ]
Or, [ There's a pause as Joe steps out of the kitchen to go and put his own shoes back on. Stepping out of boots is much easier than stepping into them. He bends over to tighten up the laces, lifting his head to look in the direction of Dennis' room, where his voice is coming from. ] You could just let me surprise you.