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[throughbamboo]

Kinda?

[doggonemad]

Look, I dunno, man.

[throughbamboo]

. . . somethin' ya don't think 'bout much, then?

[doggonemad]

Yeah, somethin' like that.

[throughbamboo]

[he hums a bit in understanding, taking a drink]

Think I get it.

[doggonemad]

Do ya?

[throughbamboo]

We got a lot in common.

[doggonemad]

Heh. Never woulda thought.

[throughbamboo]

Yeah? Why's that?

[doggonemad]

Dunno. I mean, we're pretty different in a lotta ways.

[throughbamboo]

We are, but so far it seems like just the obvious stuff.

[doggonemad]

. . .

I guess if we're bein' honest, I've felt pretty comfortable with ya these last couple days, when we're off drinkin'. That weird?

[throughbamboo]

. . . why would that be weird?

[doggonemad]

. . . dunno. Just feels like if I was gonna feel like that with anyone, it'd be someone in my own family?

[throughbamboo]

It ain't a requirement or nothin'. If you're comfortable with someone, then that's how it is.

[. . .]

've feel the same way, though. 'Bout bein' comfortable 'round ya.

[doggonemad]

Yeah?

[throughbamboo]

I wouldn't have asked ya to drink again if I wasn't.

[doggonemad]

S'good . . .

[throughbamboo]

. . . n' I did say I wanted to get ta know ya.

Don't really bother with that shit anymore.

[doggonemad]

Me neither. Not unless I got a real interest or somethin'.

[throughbamboo]

[he makes a gesture with his glass]

S'why it's comfortable. Ya get it.

[doggonemad]

Yeah. I do.

[throughbamboo]

Heh. So, it ain't weird.

An' if it is, then fuck it - we're both weird.

[doggonemad]

Guess there are worse things in life, right?

[throughbamboo]

'zactly. Ain't no one else's business anyway, is it? So who the fuck cares, neither of us are bothered.