[ Cheeky little shit indeed. Joe huffs a quiet laugh through his nose, shaking his head to himself with a half-smile as he finishes tightening up the laces on one boot and then moving on to the other. He straightens up once his all done up, smoothing the creases out of his shirt out of habit and adjusting the cuffs of his sleeves where they're rolled up to his elbows.
While he waits, he does a quick down of his pockets to make sure he's got everything - back pocket for his wallet, front left for his keys, front right for his phone -, just to make sure he's not leaving anything important behind that he might need later on. He takes a few steps toward Dennis' bedroom at his question, his brows ticking together briefly. Give him a minute - he's not getting it. ]
Uh, [ He says, drawing out the sound for an extra second or two. He... hadn't planned on anyone joining them (then again, he hadn't really planned this little trip at all), but if Dennis wants to bring someone along, that's... fine. ] No, sure. Whatever you want.
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While he waits, he does a quick down of his pockets to make sure he's got everything - back pocket for his wallet, front left for his keys, front right for his phone -, just to make sure he's not leaving anything important behind that he might need later on. He takes a few steps toward Dennis' bedroom at his question, his brows ticking together briefly. Give him a minute - he's not getting it. ]
Uh, [ He says, drawing out the sound for an extra second or two. He... hadn't planned on anyone joining them (then again, he hadn't really planned this little trip at all), but if Dennis wants to bring someone along, that's... fine. ] No, sure. Whatever you want.