Sometimes I go to movies and my friend tries to explain what is happening without annoying anyone else in the theater.
( it doesn't work that well, and it really feels like a lackluster answer to her question. when is the last time someone tried to paint the picture his eyes couldn't see? there's little things people do for him every single day, the cream is on the left, i cut your sandwich into triangles, this tie is blue and this one is black. is that really the same, though?
it's not, and neither is Foggy trying to catch him up to blockbusters in a whisper. it's what he's got, though. )
If you mean intimately, then I suppose phone sex. It levels the playing field, it forces both of us to paint each other a picture.
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Date: 2019-09-01 03:13 am (UTC)( it doesn't work that well, and it really feels like a lackluster answer to her question. when is the last time someone tried to paint the picture his eyes couldn't see? there's little things people do for him every single day, the cream is on the left, i cut your sandwich into triangles, this tie is blue and this one is black. is that really the same, though?
it's not, and neither is Foggy trying to catch him up to blockbusters in a whisper. it's what he's got, though. )
If you mean intimately, then I suppose phone sex. It levels the playing field, it forces both of us to paint each other a picture.