There were a few times that McGee came over when I was still getting ready (this has been a batshit insane semester, and I'm constantly scatterbrained right now). I'd apologize, offer to get him something to drink, invite him to turn on the TV, whatever. And talk to him while he waited, which was never more than 5 minutes.
Seriously, who's in that big of a hurry to get somewhere?
Seriously, who's in that big of a hurry to get somewhere?
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