[Oh, so he's just a dingus, that's the usual. He scoffs, making a face— once she says she wants him to smile in such a straightforward way, he's suddenly very aware of what his face is doing. It's a brief war with himself over how much cool aloofness he should try to maintain, but he's already lost - he can't help but smile, sheepish now.]
Oh. Okay. [Cool... he is handling this deftly.] Sorry, the people I usually spend time with don't have a sense of humor.
[Or, they do, but he's always the butt of those jokes so they suck.]
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Oh. Okay. [Cool... he is handling this deftly.] Sorry, the people I usually spend time with don't have a sense of humor.
[Or, they do, but he's always the butt of those jokes so they suck.]