Hank dug the heel of his boot into the ground, cigarette beneath it, before he followed her inside.
"Yeah," he offered because he got it and he knew that he couldn't do much to fix it. That didn't mean he couldn't do anything though.
"So what type of friend would you like tonight? We have a wide array for you to choose from. We've got friend-with-comfortable-shoulder to cry on," he began, presenting his shoulder in a model type pose before moving on, "we've got the age old drinking buddy, glug glug. We've got distracting-friend but he can sometimes be a little hit and miss." Something told him Sarah wouldn't appreciate being offered the friend-with-benefits option. "Or you can create one of your own."
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"Yeah," he offered because he got it and he knew that he couldn't do much to fix it. That didn't mean he couldn't do anything though.
"So what type of friend would you like tonight? We have a wide array for you to choose from. We've got friend-with-comfortable-shoulder to cry on," he began, presenting his shoulder in a model type pose before moving on, "we've got the age old drinking buddy, glug glug. We've got distracting-friend but he can sometimes be a little hit and miss." Something told him Sarah wouldn't appreciate being offered the friend-with-benefits option. "Or you can create one of your own."