Spaaaam

[He smiled again and headed back over to the couch, sinking down carefully to avoid spilling his tea and sighing slowly.]

Ho-

[He cut himself off, rubbing a hand over his eyes while trying to avoid touching his still broken nose, scrunching up his face in frustration.]

I hate this. I like being able to talk.

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