Chuckle soft on his lips at the tug to his hair, he reaches for the pitcher of alcohol β whatβs left in it anyways β and takes it with them as he pulls Wade along with him as he exits the booth. )
Cββmon. I can get us there quick.
( And the way he smiles back at Wade as he tugs him along with him out of the bar is electric in its own way, brightness within him almost shining through. )
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Chuckle soft on his lips at the tug to his hair, he reaches for the pitcher of alcohol β whatβs left in it anyways β and takes it with them as he pulls Wade along with him as he exits the booth. )
Cββmon. I can get us there quick.
( And the way he smiles back at Wade as he tugs him along with him out of the bar is electric in its own way, brightness within him almost shining through. )