(Frank's tongue darts out to wet his lip. He's watching Matt like a hawk, watching him like he's the only thing in the world to look at. This feels wonderful, and he knows he won't last long-- so it's good that Matt stops. It's good that he's talking. He wants this to go on for awhile.)
I ain't friendly with anyone like this.
(Not even Karen, he thinks. But decides against saying aloud.)
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I ain't friendly with anyone like this.
(Not even Karen, he thinks. But decides against saying aloud.)