[That sounds a lot more like him, like Rex Splode. He, too, experiences a painful sensation, almost as though everything between his ears is splitting in real time. The anguish and self-loathing has yet to leave him, a permanent fixture no matter where he decides to say, but the funniest thing is?
He recalls another memory, a personal one. That girl is in it again, only this time she's a little older and so is he. They are at a place much like this, together, on some kind of date. Rex doesn't like the way the waiter is looking at them. Fuck.
He hates restaurants like these.]
I dunno if you're cute enough for that shit.
[Rex is joking, grumpy as he might look. The hands on his face do help.]
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[That sounds a lot more like him, like Rex Splode. He, too, experiences a painful sensation, almost as though everything between his ears is splitting in real time. The anguish and self-loathing has yet to leave him, a permanent fixture no matter where he decides to say, but the funniest thing is?
He recalls another memory, a personal one. That girl is in it again, only this time she's a little older and so is he. They are at a place much like this, together, on some kind of date. Rex doesn't like the way the waiter is looking at them. Fuck.
He hates restaurants like these.]
I dunno if you're cute enough for that shit.
[Rex is joking, grumpy as he might look. The hands on his face do help.]
Maybe you should show me your tits.
[Too far? Too far.]