[Quentin teases, the trace of a smile in his voice and his hands are like vices, fisted in to the back of Eliot's shirt so he can't notice them shaking.]
I like peaches, too. I mean, they're up there? On-- on a list of fruits that I like? Peaches are up there near the top. Jesus, this sucks. Okay, so. Okay, we can go home. I'm ready.
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[Quentin teases, the trace of a smile in his voice and his hands are like vices, fisted in to the back of Eliot's shirt so he can't notice them shaking.]
I like peaches, too. I mean, they're up there? On-- on a list of fruits that I like? Peaches are up there near the top. Jesus, this sucks. Okay, so. Okay, we can go home. I'm ready.