[ That's cool, Connor, you are probably too drunk to walk too far without assistance. Matt lets Connor lean on him and starts walking them over to his room. ]
[ Here we go, just gonna guide you to your room. Don't ask how Matt is doing this without having to guide his hand over the wall, but hopefully Connor's too drunk to ask himself that. ]
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[ It's a crappy deal all around. ]
Hey, at least there's a bar, right?
[ Exhibit A: Connor. ]
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Hey, if you want an alternative, there's always working out. I usually box my feelings away.
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[ How do you think Matt got his 8-pack, Connor. ]
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[ha ha ha ha he doesnt need to box with matt hes
good]
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[ He'll help you feel safe, Connor..... by teaching you boxing I promise. ]
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[he'll think about the idea of matt half naked and covered in sweat later....definitely.......]
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Here, let's get you to bed.
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[he puts the empty glass on the table and the bowl from the peanuts too and then takes matt's hand
wow matts hand is warm and nice and
maybe he'll lean on him a little]
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You good to walk?
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[ Here we go, just gonna guide you to your room. Don't ask how Matt is doing this without having to guide his hand over the wall, but hopefully Connor's too drunk to ask himself that. ]
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And you've got me we're good.
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[ Like, for real, he is a rock of muscle. He can very carefully place Connor in his bed, peeling off his shoes before covering him with a blanket. ]
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You're a good friend, Matt. I'm glad you're here.
[cashmere had said it to him and it made him feel good so he can share that love.]
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Thanks, Connor. I'm glad you're here, too.
[ Now get some sleep, buddy. ]