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Fuck...
Laying on the couch.
Legs spread out.
Comfy as fuck.
Could give less of a fuck.
Today has been sad enough.
Swag is sad as fuck.
Today was bad and tuff.
At least Swag aint mad and rough.
What happened to him?
No need to explain.
He doesn't want to anyways.
All can he feel is pain.
Listening to some songs.
Fritz sees Swag and asks "What's wrong?"
But he doesn't answer to his question.
As his friend, what can he do to help him?
Fritz sits next to Swag on the couch.
Saying to Swag "Ignoring me? Ouch."
"Just leave me alone..."
Okay, that's a shift in tone.
Fritz refuse to get up and go leave.
Since he sure he can help, he believes.
"Dude, I'm your friend."
"Fine." 'Since this nuisance won't end.'
Swag vents away.
Still stressed in some way.
Fritz asks "Need a hug?"
"Sure man." Everyone needs love.
Swag is feeling a bit better.
Less upset, less bitter.
The two men on the couch.
Both just cuddling it out.
Then Fritz says "Wait, is cuddling gay?"
Swag laughs and says "No fucking way."
"I was joking anyways, got you to laugh."
"Also Swagger, you sounded like a baby calf."
"A baby calf?! As in a baby cow? Seriously?!"
"Yes! You didn't hear yourself!?"
Both were having a nice time.
I got no idea what else to rhyme.