"Am I supposed to care if you do?" Noah says dryly, uncharacteristically caustic. He realizes it, after the words have already left his mouth, and flushes a little in embarrassment.
"Sorry." He leans his shoulder gently against Ronan's in apology. He inhales deeply, like he even needs to, and picks at the bottle's label. "You seem to have caught me at a bad time," he says, this time too formal, too light.
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Date: 2016-02-23 06:38 pm (UTC)"Sorry." He leans his shoulder gently against Ronan's in apology. He inhales deeply, like he even needs to, and picks at the bottle's label. "You seem to have caught me at a bad time," he says, this time too formal, too light.