[Simon at least has the decency to wipe his full mouth, and nods, with a timid smile, cheeks stuffed like that of a hamster. After finally swallowing, he utters:]
Do you hang out here a lot?
[Because guess who will be very excited to see you when you next stop by, Lance.]
[Simon's face actually grows worried for a second there, but despite whatever's on the tip of his tongue, he doesn't ask. There's a pregnant pause before he utters-]
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Do you hang out here a lot?
[Because guess who will be very excited to see you when you next stop by, Lance.]
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[He says it with affection, though he really has no idea why they get along. By all rights Wade should just be annoying-annoying, and yet.]
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He has to smile at that.]
Yeah, he is.
[It actually is really annoying, Simon's relieved that someone else shares the same sentiment.]
The next time you plan on stoppin' by, let me know, okay?
[He'll be waiting.]
That way I won't be as likely to knife ya while you're still in the doorway.
[honestly like... he be jokin butt
um, that's a very real possibility]
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[Cavalier jokes about being murdered are totally the way to handle processing the trauma, right? Right.]
I'll give you a heads up.
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I'll see you later, then.
Hope the trip home doesn't kill ya, ahaha...
[No, really.
Because god knows what else could happen here.]
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I'll be fine, don't worry. See you later.
[And with a little wave and a small smile, he'll head out.]