“Hey,” he calls, voice sharp as he shifts, moving so that he can properly see your face.
Larry frowns at that “I don’t let you join because it’s dangerous.” Scoffing, you shake your head. “I wanted to spend time with you,” you simply shrug. “You’re always so busy ghost-hunting with Sally Face – that of which you won’t let me join in on – that I never get to see you anymore.” An echo of silence follows, comfortable silence, before His shoulder is lightly touching your own and you take that as a sign to shift lightly, resting your head against his shoulder. There’s a pause, a moment of contemplation, and then your bed dips in weight as Larry settles himself next to you.
Then, a smirk curves onto your lips as you tilt your head, just enough to meet Larry’s gaze whose eyes are already on your own. “But you and I both know you don’t want to leave.” Rolling your eyes at Larry, you simply gesture towards your bedroom door. “You’re free to leave whenever you want to,” you shrug, letting yourself fall back on your bed, staring up at the ceiling blankly.
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