[he's still getting used to this shit. when her message shows up, he's in the middle of sawing some boards for the third floor construction, and he nearly goes through the sawhorse afterwards.]
Fuck.
[he turns off the saw and detatches it to give his shoulder a break, sitting down on the hefty pile of two-by-fours behind him that he still hasn't prepped]
I think you probably already got the memo that I don't do this much either. And passing notes like the psych version of the back row of math class is just weird. Is your new roommate there?
[at least in text, the bitterness on the word "roommate" isn't clear?]
no subject
Fuck.
[he turns off the saw and detatches it to give his shoulder a break, sitting down on the hefty pile of two-by-fours behind him that he still hasn't prepped]
I think you probably already got the memo that I don't do this much either. And passing notes like the psych version of the back row of math class is just weird. Is your new roommate there?
[at least in text, the bitterness on the word "roommate" isn't clear?]