[He's hung his neatly-sliced shirt up in his closet after washing it-- he hasn't figured out how to fix it, if he can, but he'd like to. He likes his weird little not-Baby-Phat polo, thanks. His eyebrows disappear further into his mess of curls at the offer of a new shirt and his mouth forms a little "o".]
...ah, yeah, the other one is kind of... [He makes a slow slicing motion with one hand, taking two steps into the room and holding the door open.] Wanna come in?
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...ah, yeah, the other one is kind of... [He makes a slow slicing motion with one hand, taking two steps into the room and holding the door open.] Wanna come in?