He turns to you with pleading eyes, "I can't handle any more embarrassment." "Shhhhhhhhhhh, Sal, please, my heart can't handle this any longer." Larry whines, hiding his face. You raise an eyebrow, "Whatever the fuck happened here?" You notice Larry looking grumpy, next to the other three who are breathing heavily and red in the face. "I'm back! Found him wrestling with a dog, luckily he didn't lose!" You laugh, though obviously tired. They hear the front door open and close, revealing you holding your cat. "Well, that's true." Larry crosses his arms, feeling grumpy. "Bold of you to assume that-" Sal turns to the side, letting out the last of his giggles before continuing, "-I wouldn't tell them." "Sal, you little shit." Larry groans, throwing his head back against the couch. "Larry-" Ashley wheezes, "I love you bro, but that- that's just comedy fucking gold!" "Guys, please, shut up, we're studying!" Larry tries to scold them, only to feel even more frustrated as they laugh even harder. Luckily you were out to look for your cat (the little shit had escaped through an open window again), so you didn't hear the story. Sal didn't have to bring this up while studying at your house. Meanwhile, Larry's grumpy because they're laughing at him. Sal had been laughing way before they had, lying on the floor as he pushes his prosthetic aside to gasp for air. Todd's in the same predicament, pounding the floor with his fist as he tries to regain his breath.
"Nah, dude, your nose would poke her in the ey- AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA -"Īshley clutches her stomach, trying to breathe between laughs. "Because I'm too chicken and that I'm waiting for the right moment to do so?" Larry snorts. "I mean, just kiss her on the lips, but now I know why you're hesitant to kiss her." Sal nods thoughtfully. "Something I don't want to rush, my ass, here you are drawing her nudes-" "No really, I haven't, it's something I don't want to rush!" Larry whines. Sal turns to him, tilting his head as if to say, 'Oh really'? Larry groans, having mastered Sal's body language. "Anyway, let's focus on you! Are you telling me you haven't kissed Y/N?" "No hard feelings here, I knew it was too good to be true." Sal sighs, shaking his head. "Again, my condolences, bro." Larry puts a hand on Sal's shoulder, bowing his head in a moment of silence. "It was really just sweet, but not now, we broke up."
"Really, dude?" Sal says, putting his hands on his hips to get his mood across. Larry looks back at his best friend with a sheepish smile, dropping his paintbrush in the cup of paintwater he has beside his easel. Sal turns to Larry with a look of disbelief, though Larry couldn't see it because of Sal's mask.
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