That's a question for eighteen-year-old Richie, which I am not. I can only guess I had all the charisma of a bull in china shop. What I do remember, I don't remember with any, pride, but uh- it worked for you, right?
[It's an indirect jab at the inherent comedy of their whole situation. Richie's not sure why but he's compelled to hold onto the side of his glasses, to keep them fixed on his face.
Yeah... too much thought about his childhood felt the same, in a sick twisted churning sort of way that felt like it could gobble him up. Fear, and nausea, and so much more blended into a lot of confusion. He'd considered hypnotherapy briefly in his late twenties but he gave that idea up the minute he realized exactly how much he might say.]
Why? Not a fan of nicknames? [That's peculiar, the familiarity of it and how easily he slips into the crooked smile on his face now.] Yeah, I could see that. You seem like a bossy bottom, I guess.
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[It's an indirect jab at the inherent comedy of their whole situation. Richie's not sure why but he's compelled to hold onto the side of his glasses, to keep them fixed on his face.
Yeah... too much thought about his childhood felt the same, in a sick twisted churning sort of way that felt like it could gobble him up. Fear, and nausea, and so much more blended into a lot of confusion. He'd considered hypnotherapy briefly in his late twenties but he gave that idea up the minute he realized exactly how much he might say.]
Why? Not a fan of nicknames? [That's peculiar, the familiarity of it and how easily he slips into the crooked smile on his face now.] Yeah, I could see that. You seem like a bossy bottom, I guess.