#Todd walking out: god im such an idiot like can’t I just say anything right
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Todd going home for the weekend (Saturday morning to Sunday evening)
Todd, getting up from the breakfast table with the poets Saturday morning: oh I have to go
Neil, staring wistfully: oh mine own Todd, I bid thee the sweetest of goodbyes, my heart may be full of sorrows but I shall speak my farewells with honest wellness and inpatient joyfulness for I shall be waiting to see thee again on the morrow, mine own sweetest Todd, until then I shall hold you in mine heart for I cannot hold you in mine dear arms
Todd, walking out: uh ye-yeAH uh, I’ll see ya tomorrow *awkwardest wave you’ve ever seen* b- *runs into table because he was looking at poets* uh bye Neil
Neil, after Todd leaves: did you see that guys, isn’t he sooooo romantic, he just says the most perfect things to me
The poets: *wondering if Neil is delusional or just that lovesick*
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