[Eddie gets a very sweet middle finger as Billy enters, dropping the box onto the table and heading to grab plates, forks, all the other essentials. His own stomach is rumbling hard, but that's just what happens when you spend your whole day with a bed and a camera, okay. It's fine, Chrissy. ]
Cunningham, you want beer or soda? [Very casual, very not the Billy Hargrove that probably flirted with her in his senior year. There's less tension, the smile is looser and sits easier on his face. ] Or - we have all this flavoured water shit.
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Cunningham, you want beer or soda? [Very casual, very not the Billy Hargrove that probably flirted with her in his senior year. There's less tension, the smile is looser and sits easier on his face. ] Or - we have all this flavoured water shit.