[Prince. He kinda likes the sound of that. It appeals to his ego.]
Oh, uh. [Hes never been called out like that before. TJ glances away, at that damn mirror, to the ground, and anywhere that’s not blond and gorgeous. His voice is soft and he’s totally talking to himself but it’s loud enough to be heard.] Wanted to look my best for you.
[And that’s enough vulnerability for the next one hundred years. No thanks. Like flipping a switch, TJ shrugs and rolls his eyes, and leaning forward, he waves with both hands.]
It’s not in yours? Come in here, okay? Letting all the warm air out.
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Oh, uh. [Hes never been called out like that before. TJ glances away, at that damn mirror, to the ground, and anywhere that’s not blond and gorgeous. His voice is soft and he’s totally talking to himself but it’s loud enough to be heard.] Wanted to look my best for you.
[And that’s enough vulnerability for the next one hundred years. No thanks. Like flipping a switch, TJ shrugs and rolls his eyes, and leaning forward, he waves with both hands.]
It’s not in yours? Come in here, okay? Letting all the warm air out.