Phil stops. He... thinks, tries to find what other angle Ossie must be getting at, but he is in fact still running on remarkably little sleep and a lot of stress and fumes, and he can't seem to come up with anything that he hasn't repeated to himself a hundred times already.
"I, uh, I assumed so?" Wait uh. "I mean I just--I didn't want me to do that. No, Rita had some flings just for fun with pretty people before she married me, and that was fine, but I. I couldn't let myself do that. That's what I did before."
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Date: 2024-01-08 09:28 am (UTC)Phil stops. He... thinks, tries to find what other angle Ossie must be getting at, but he is in fact still running on remarkably little sleep and a lot of stress and fumes, and he can't seem to come up with anything that he hasn't repeated to himself a hundred times already.
"I, uh, I assumed so?" Wait uh. "I mean I just--I didn't want me to do that. No, Rita had some flings just for fun with pretty people before she married me, and that was fine, but I. I couldn't let myself do that. That's what I did before."