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the bleak conversation causes beau to stand with little care for what alex has to give in retaliation, even if it shows little concern. he returns, eventually, with a beer in hand and drops into the armchair opposing. ↓
alex barely shifts , still sprawled like the couch was designed around him specifically . one arm draped over the backrest , the other tucked behind his head . his eyes flick up at beau for half a second , then drop again like the conversation isn’t worth full attention . —
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genuine confusion spreads across his features, forcing himself upright with legs pressed together. “that’s meant to be an insult but it’s a compliment. leg day is something everyone should take seriously.” light scowl pulled on brows.
alex lets out a short laugh through his nose , rolling his head back against the couch cushion like beau’s the dumbest person alive. " insecure ? " he repeats . " bro , your legs are built like fuckin tree trunks . there’s a difference . "
https://t.co/Hs4xhqg8uD hopefully gonna make my layout today… don’t hold me to anything though. also, hope people are enjoying my portrayal of beau so far. 🤍
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“dick.” arms fold across chest, sinking lower into the couch as legs continue to extend out onto the floor. he’s becoming a tripping hazard. “you’re the one bitching over our legs touching. you sound insecure as fuck.”
" yeah ? and i could’ve shoved you onto the floor , but look at us both being generous gentlemen tonight . " his eyes flick over beau stretched out , mouth twitching just barely . " drama queen . "
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standard length for a football player. he shifts at the warning though, stretching them straight ahead of him. “are you always this much of a grump? i could’ve been a real dick and put my legs on you.”
he looked up from his phone and finally shot him a glare , eyeing beau's limbs . were they always this long and invasive ? " yo , don't piss me off right now , "