[Oh. That's what's bugging him? He probably should have seen that coming. It's not like he could say he felt any different, he'd barely even woken up and he was already dreading having to leave at the end of the day. Flying, man. He could never get the hang of that. And then, there's the joy of being closeted in Texas. And not having anyone in the area he can really talk to. And really, can anyone blame him for not wanting to leave?]
Egbert, dude, you know if I could stay longer...
[He trails off and gives a shrug. He knows saying it won't help much, but what else is he supposed to do?]
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Egbert, dude, you know if I could stay longer...
[He trails off and gives a shrug. He knows saying it won't help much, but what else is he supposed to do?]