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[itsgottabethebutz]

(whispering) thanks for bein' the voice of reason

Larry could have sworn that he’d heard a voice beside him—he jolts awake, only to find nobody there.

...

He sighs and sinks back into the beanbag chair, throwing an arm over his face. Was Larry really so starved for positive affirmation that he dreamed it?

(Fat lotta good that did...)