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Then you'll just follow me like I'm some little kid. [Which. You know. He is.]

[Guy refrains from pointing out that he is.]

I won't! I just- you know, wanna know where you're at. So I don't have to [WORRY MYSELF TO DEATH] think about locking the door. Or. Making food for you if you're out.

[Oh God he sounds like a mother here doesn't he? He does. He sounds like a mom.]

Stop acting like my baby sitter, Guy! [Not quite "mother", but close.] I'll be fine if you lock the door or don't make food or whatever.

[BUT HE WANTS TO BE OKAY LOOK

...LOOK

...................LOOK HE'S JUSTIFIED]

...okay.

[... Wait did he actually agree]

...

So you're not gonna follow me everywhere I go?

I won't follow you everywhere you go. [Just almost everywhere.]

O... kay.

[SERIOUSLY THAT WAS TOO EASY.]

Hey, where are you?

Back at home.

[He walked into Luke's room to bother him for the eighth time today and while his stuff was all still in there LUKE WAS NOT THERE. So Guy immediately assumed the worst and freaked out, but luckily there was an entry in his journal so he didn't flip the house in an effort to find Luke.]

I'll be there in a second.

[First he'll enjoy a few more minutes without Guy attached to his side like a worried leech.]

All right.

[And Guy will get some of Luke's FAVORITE FOOD ready. ♥ ]

[You spoil him ROTTEN, you know that?

He'll just chill out for a while and soak his toes in the water. He ought to get better at swimming before it get too cold... And now that there isn't a ton of stuff to do.

Maybe Guy can teach-no no NO. He just told Guy to stop following him so much, right?

It's with that thought that he huffs to himself, stands, and heads back to the house. He'll just barge right on in - he's pretty sure Guy wouldn't lock the door on him after hearing that he went outside.]

Guy?

Hi Luke!

[Guy pokes his head around the doorjamb and waves a spoon in his direction. Yeah bro he totally made something awesome for you, you'll love it.]

Have a good walk?

Yeah... [SOMETHING SMELLS DELICIOUS. He can't help but smile as he wanders into the kitchen. Guy what did you make what did you make]

I think I should try learning how to swim better.

Oh yeah?

Well, now's a good time, while the water's still warm. [Guy stretches out a leg and hooks his ankle around a chair, tugging it out a bit. Then he- look man, he made freaking LEMON CHICKEN. This is for you. PLATE.]

[OMG LEMON CHICKEN

Luke will just sit his ass right down and pretty much forget everything he was talking about.]

You made this for me? [Wow, HE SHOULD SNEAK OUT MORE OFTEN.]

Yeah, I guess I did. Don't worry, it's not just for you.

[And to prove his point, Guy sits across from Luke with his own plate of chicken and rice.]

Still, I was only out for a little while...

[Oh right, the reason he came back.]

Were you really that worried about me?

[Guy moves some rice around his plate with his fork before shoveling in a mouthful and talking around his food.]

Nah.

So what's bothering you?

[AUGH HOW'D HE KNOW]

N-Nothing!

Mmhmm. [Guy just stares at Luke as he slowly chews his food. Sure it's nothing. Sure.]

Mmhmm. [Yeah, it's totally nothing. Totally. Also Guy your stare is unnerving, so Luke looks back down at his food.

Honestly, he's mostly just worried about Guy. But he's also a little worried about himself. Guy comes from the future. If he's so clingy and attached to Luke... That means something's going to happen to him in the future, doesn't it?

It's strange. Luke should be jumping with joy at that thought. But instead, he's being a little scared and nervous.

... Not to mention that Guy accompanying him everywhere really is annoying. I bet he stands outside the bathroom too.]

[Guy works the food around in his mouth so he has an easier time speaking around it.]

You're a terrible liar, Luke.

[Unfortunately it doesn't even occur to him that he could be the source of Luke's discomfort. Well, aside from what he'd already expressed.]

[And Luke doesn't exactly plan on disclosing that bit of information. Luke was just chewing his food when Guy said that, and he doesn't even bother to try making it easier to talk.]

What? [Except that probably sounded more like "Fffat?"]

[Guy swallows and jabs his fork in Luke's direction.]

Bad liar. You. I know something's wrong.

[SWALLOW. Gdit Guy, why can't you just let him enjoy his meal.]

It's kind of scary the way you do that sometimes.

[Pause. He pushes his food around a bit before he glances up at him again.]

I just don't get it, I guess. You've never really followed me around that much before.

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