Dwayne: grabs his arm* again where are u going.

Dwayne: you have got to be kidding me

Dwayne: no I don’t.

Dwayne: the showers that way. *points upstairs*

Dwayne: stops him at the door* stop.

Dwayne: good..

Dwayne: this is stupid question but do u now how?

Dwayne: where are u going?

Dwayne: Lazarus?

Dwayne: looks down not realizing* wh- Lazarus!!

Dwayne: why not my shirt???

Dwayne: yes but uh question- why were my pants off-

Dwayne: looks down and him himself isn’t wearing pants and he jumps up and off the bed falling confused but slides on pants* oof-!

Dwayne: wakes up exhausted and he wakes him*

Dwayne: wakes in the morning*

Dwayne: sleeps*

Dwayne: r-really it’s fine..

Dwayne: n-no it’s fine *slouches down*

Dwayne: ur fine.. that was just my personal stuff...I got angry I’m sorry. U can lay here with me if u want

Dwayne: sits up* lazaraus..