[ He rolls his eyes and lets out a sigh, the sort of sigh one gets when they realize they have to get up and fix something. Like cleaning up after the sick dog threw up on the carpet, the baby knocks the bowl of spaghetti on the floor and the sauce splatters everywhere, or the friend calls you drunk and you have to go pick their ass up.
It's a special sort of sigh where you're not mad because it's sort of expected but it's still annoying as all hell because you have to clean it up.
He knew Will was going to go punch that guy. He called it. That's clearly why he isn't down here. He's off to go clock someone in the face. ]
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It's a special sort of sigh where you're not mad because it's sort of expected but it's still annoying as all hell because you have to clean it up.
He knew Will was going to go punch that guy. He called it. That's clearly why he isn't down here. He's off to go clock someone in the face. ]
I'll go get him.