𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐦𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫. even as he finds the number in his contacts he's tutting about how stupid he sounds , but there's no time to think when lucanis actually answers. fuck , fuck fuck fuck! be cool. he can feel venom almost squirming around in his brain matter in utter impatience.
' heyyy , uh ---- ' voice grates with nerves. strong start , ed. clears his throat. starts again. ' hey , i just , i was wonderin' , if you wanted and i mean it's no pressure if you got plans or you got ---- well , plans , but i just thought maybe we could , we could uh , get dinner tonight? or you can come here , i can cook. not that i'm good at it but i can cook. maybe. '
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