[No, he's dying. All of the blood in his body has rushed to his face and sooner or later all of his organs are going to give out. Death by bra. Death by embarrassment. He's ending up in the Asphodel fields for sure.]
I'm fine. [He's not fine and he's given up any semblance of being fine, burying his face in his hands. He's so gay. He's so gay.]
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I'm fine. [He's not fine and he's given up any semblance of being fine, burying his face in his hands. He's so gay. He's so gay.]
Girls are weird.