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[murderpotato]

ok so i know this aint like a top priority or whatever

but can somebody fuckin figure out how to close caption shit on here or something because my deaf ass aint got a fuckin clue what you assholes are saying

and you all talk too goddamn fast for me to read lips. i aint good at it yet, slow the fuck down.

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[murderpotato]

I don't fuckin' know, what, you think I marked it on a goddamn calendar?

[That's a lie, he knows exactly when he started sleeping with Wade, he just doesn't want to admit that it's been over a year. And, like, he doesn't really know a whole lot about how dating is supposed to go, but he has the general understanding that the way that he and Wade have been doing their... thing is ass-backwards. Not that they're dating, because they're just fuckbuddies.]

Fuckin' recent, I guess.

[A year is recent for him, anyway. Hell, a year is basically nothing to a guy that's like fifteen hundred years old, nothing to see here, move along from this conversation topic.]

[restinglichface]

With an ass like that, I don't fuckin' see why you didn't, god.

[C'mon, Gren. That kind of accomplishment deserves to be remembered and celebrated.

Gren says recent and she immediately doesn't believe him. Besides, what does recent count for in beings that live as long as they do? Sounds doubly fake.]

All I'm saying is it's been way too long to just keep dancin' around one another. Either date that man or let someone else snatch him up. Like Barry and me.