Of course not. You were raised to be a good Catholic.
(Oh my God. Richard.)
You got it, buddy. Consider it reserved.
(Eddie takes a picture. It's of himself with his good arm opened up next to him. He's got a dumb smile on his face. Kitty is also crammed in the picture because of course. Dogs make forts better.)
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(Oh my God. Richard.)
You got it, buddy. Consider it reserved.
(Eddie takes a picture. It's of himself with his good arm opened up next to him. He's got a dumb smile on his face. Kitty is also crammed in the picture because of course. Dogs make forts better.)
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[Your best friend is nothing but trouble, Edward.]
Aw, Eds. You know how to make a guy feel special.
[Really, that's the cutest photo ever???? His favorite person, his favorite dog, his favorite blanket fort--]
Awshitgottagobye.
[There's no explanation, but he at least turns up about twenty minutes later, and it's clear he ran the entire way.]