He plays it cool at first, waving off his coworkers. Bad tuna salad, nothing to worry about. Once he's safe in the bathroom, he can fully wallow in his mortification.
Look at him. Losing his lunch, like a fucking girl. It takes an even longer time to muster the courage to answer her again, but somehow he does it.]
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He plays it cool at first, waving off his coworkers. Bad tuna salad, nothing to worry about. Once he's safe in the bathroom, he can fully wallow in his mortification.
Look at him. Losing his lunch, like a fucking girl. It takes an even longer time to muster the courage to answer her again, but somehow he does it.]
Hey. No, yeah, I'm okay.
[Staring blankly at his wedding ring now.]