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"It's not fair!" he complained, knocking back his soda. "Things were going so well! Why wouldn't she stay with me?"
"Maybe she's just not ready for that, Larry."
"I wasn't gonna do anything she was uncomfortable with! Fuck, dude, what if she thinks I'm that kinda creep? Nickyyyyy..." Larry crumpled against Phoenix's chest, a gentle arm patting his side.
"You gonna be okay?"
"I don't wanna sleep alone, man. It's just gonna make me feel worse."
"... I can try to squeeze you into my bed?" Phoenix suggested with a little smile.
Larry looked up, blinking away tears as he smiled back. "You're the best, man..."