#nolanwelsh

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"He's twenty-two years old, Nol. You don't need to check in on him all the time. I'm not babysitting the kid."

"Sure, you send him a care package. Put in a bunch of those peanut butter cookies I like. I'll make sure he gets it."

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“Good game, Uncle Nol, but you’re going down next time. Get ready.”

“Looking forward to it, Jay. Hi, Uncle Oliver.”

“Hello, children. Stick around, Josie. I’ll tell you how the beat the openings he likes to use.”

“Hey!”

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“Sparrow! How was work?”

“Do you remember that math teacher who invited us over for movie night and then got incredibly offended about my correct opinion about pre-code cinema? He’s had me dismissed. I’m going to have to go back to subbing, I’m never going to get a proper teaching position at that school again, and we’re pregnant.”

“W-we’re what?” 

“I popped as soon as I got out of the car.”

“Java, that’s . . . I’m sorry about work but we’re going to have a baby!”

“The timing’s rather unfortunate but . . . Nol, I think I'm terribly happy.”

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“Charles! We are trying to sleep!”

“We’re exhausted, Chuck. Please keep it down.”

“Sorry, man. Em’s got the boyfriend over. Trust me, I’m suffering more than you ever could.”

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“See, sparrow?  It’s all working out. Let’s get dinner somewhere nice, to celebrate.”

“At least let me change out of my work things.”

“But you’re already beautiful.”

“- a lot of complaints about couples woohooing in dark corners. But you don’t really have anywhere private here.”

“Well, there’s the closet. A few time we’ve-”

“Closet . . . oh, the one behind the bar?”

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“We’re exchanging soda can rings and we haven’t even written proper vows. This is the most inauspicious a wedding’s ever been.”

“Do you remember what you said when we got engaged, about mixing up our glasses every morning?”

“Yes. It’s only happened about fourteen times, since.”

“That’s all I want, sparrow. To be eighty years old and squinting in confusion at you across the breakfast table.”

“So ‘I swear we’ll share everything except a prescription, darling’, something rather like that?”

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“Sparrow, I want to support you, and cherish you, and raise children, even if they might end up legally blind.”

“We’re going into this marriage with full marks then, love. Nol! I adore you. I’m going to give you everything you’ve ever wanted.”

“Like you said, sparrow, we’re starting at a hundred percent.”

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I should really take him somewhere less competitive to busk.

That cat stole like, half his tips.