[He sighs and pulls a cigarette out of his pocket. It's just some random brand; he cycles through them, now that he's not fixated on Lila's. He lights it and takes a drag, letting the smoke sit in his lungs while he thinks, staring at the baseboards of the hall.]
You know, [he says, exhaling,] I'm not really sure? I just like you. So I started talking.
[That's how it is now. That's how he likes it. It'll get him in trouble, but hey - he's happy. He never was that, before.]
[ Spam ]
[He sighs and pulls a cigarette out of his pocket. It's just some random brand; he cycles through them, now that he's not fixated on Lila's. He lights it and takes a drag, letting the smoke sit in his lungs while he thinks, staring at the baseboards of the hall.]
You know, [he says, exhaling,] I'm not really sure? I just like you. So I started talking.
[That's how it is now. That's how he likes it. It'll get him in trouble, but hey - he's happy. He never was that, before.]