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"Gone fishing."

[ so don't leave messages to ruin the after fishing glow !!!

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[Will looks up at Jeff at that, one finger wriggling under Sharkbait's drooling mouth flaps to scratch his chins.]

You're not sitting here alone and sad right now.

[No pity parties when he's literally right here, bro. Jeff knows how to knock on the door or just barge in when he needs to. There is no reason to be sad or alone in Casa Ludgate-Graham. It's almost like it was designed that way...]

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[That Sharkbait petting is surely just an excuse to get closer to touching Jeff's abs.]

You're not exactly my type though, Will. Good companion, don't get me wrong, but not exactly the kind of lady I'm looking for. I mean, we could try putting a wig on you...? But the beard would get pretty distracting.

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[Obviously it's a subtle move into foreplay, yes. Good job, Jeff, you figured out the mysterious empathetic Will Graham where others are still miles behind.]

I'd offer to shave, but April likes the beard. [Sorry buddy, April's needs come first.] And I like not shaving. [He likes being lazy as hell about this particular habit, he means. Same thing.] It'd be a wig my usual hair color, right? Or would you go for something off the beaten path?

[Pink? Green? Long and curly and red???? NO.]

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I'm thinking something long and blonde. You might make a pretty good blonde, but you can now see my issue with the beard. Wouldn't match.

[Because obviously the only thing keeping Jeff away from Will is the beard. Nothing to do with him being married and also male.]

Maybe see if April likes the wig idea. Might be be something different one night.

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[He pulls a face as he thinks this over, still idly scratching the jiggling jowls of Sir Droolbutt, as comfortable and content as he'd be lounging in his own bed in spite of such invasive conversation. After a few moments of clear Deep Thinking...]

Maybe I will. [Said lightly, the idea of looking a bit lady-ish not at all one that bothers him. Lightly enough that it could be taken as a joke, even, but nope. This will be a conversation again one day and he knows better than to crawl back into Jeff's bed to give him a full report on what April would do with him while he wore a Lady Gaga wig like the monster he is.] Later, though. She's already aware this is a boy's night in.

[Literally a boy's night in Jeff's bed but who's counting?]