She snorted. "Then it's a good thing you're the one who does the cooking. I get the feeling that if George tried to do something like this, he'd burn down the house. And that would be bad."
She bumped his shoulder with hers. "You're my friend, dude. And you're bummed. I figured I should at least stop by and see how you were." She turned to peer at him. "You gonna be OK?"
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OH GOD, I'M SORRY THIS IS SO LATE D:
Date: 2012-08-26 02:25 am (UTC)She bumped his shoulder with hers. "You're my friend, dude. And you're bummed. I figured I should at least stop by and see how you were." She turned to peer at him. "You gonna be OK?"