[Freddy asks. Is he being clever? Hopeful? Another 4th of July like this would be fucking heaven but maybe thinking for a second year could be asking too much. Could be fucking jinxing him. It'll be a year this fall. Shit. Resting stretched out on the edge of the back seat he leans into Larry's touch, one green eye closing.]
You're a mess.
[Spoken like a captain of the obvious, as if he doesn't actually like it. It's complete bullshit on the last part.]
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[Freddy asks. Is he being clever? Hopeful? Another 4th of July like this would be fucking heaven but maybe thinking for a second year could be asking too much. Could be fucking jinxing him. It'll be a year this fall. Shit. Resting stretched out on the edge of the back seat he leans into Larry's touch, one green eye closing.]
You're a mess.
[Spoken like a captain of the obvious, as if he doesn't actually like it. It's complete bullshit on the last part.]