*The chair practically knocks him off his feet. He looks like a droopy fifteen year old in this sorry state, all insecurity and despair. He eyes Ted suspiciously, and then scoots the chair in, picks up the drink, and sips. He doesn’t quite meet Ted’s gaze.*
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Date: 2011-03-20 10:22 pm (UTC)*The chair practically knocks him off his feet. He looks like a droopy fifteen year old in this sorry state, all insecurity and despair. He eyes Ted suspiciously, and then scoots the chair in, picks up the drink, and sips. He doesn’t quite meet Ted’s gaze.*
Was it a nice funeral?