[He reaches out to swat John in the shoulder then settles back in with a sigh.] Don't feel guilty for worrying. It's a natural part of a relationship, or at least I think it is.

If everything was always perfect it would be like that one movie where everything was so utterly perfect in a borderline creepy way. No. It was just creepy.

I kept expecting the chainsaws or puppets, or someth-[He yawns and pretends like he never did.]-ing.

[He remembers to kick his shoes and socks off, doing so with one foot pushing against the other. Lazy asshole.]