Tommy laughs as he's shoved towards his favorite game, stumbling slightly to play along. He snags Billy's shirt though and tugs him along behind him.]
You wouldn't be stroking my ego, because it's true. Plus, I can think of much better things for you to stroke. [He snickers at his own horrible innuendo and starts digging change out of his pocket.] You're gonna play me, right? Get the blood flowing. Consider it... like a warm up for later.
[He made a show of doing a few stretches before pulling off his hoodie, which briefly dragged his t-shirt up with it until he smoothed it back down.]
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Tommy laughs as he's shoved towards his favorite game, stumbling slightly to play along. He snags Billy's shirt though and tugs him along behind him.]
You wouldn't be stroking my ego, because it's true. Plus, I can think of much better things for you to stroke. [He snickers at his own horrible innuendo and starts digging change out of his pocket.] You're gonna play me, right? Get the blood flowing. Consider it... like a warm up for later.
[He made a show of doing a few stretches before pulling off his hoodie, which briefly dragged his t-shirt up with it until he smoothed it back down.]