"Sleazy," Mark remarks, and slides into the seat next to him again.
Roger surprisingly allows the help, and it's something Mark notices even when he's in a rant. Mark loves Roger and Roger loves Mark, and that means every single intimate feeling is something the other knows, even if it's by no means sexual. Brothers, Mark likes to think. And that's why Mark doesn't comment as Roger keeps the guitar on his lap and eyes the other warily.
"Okay..."
Alright, maybe he won't keep quiet. Mark adjusts his glasses, still miffed about not being able to film. "I didn't realize you were coming. Billy, uh--"
"Wait, Valkyrie? You guys own CHAOS."
"There's an oxymoron, you can't physically own Chaos--"
"--Mark, shut up." And, to Billy: "There's no way you found my demo tape, that was years ago."
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Roger surprisingly allows the help, and it's something Mark notices even when he's in a rant. Mark loves Roger and Roger loves Mark, and that means every single intimate feeling is something the other knows, even if it's by no means sexual. Brothers, Mark likes to think. And that's why Mark doesn't comment as Roger keeps the guitar on his lap and eyes the other warily.
"Okay..."
Alright, maybe he won't keep quiet. Mark adjusts his glasses, still miffed about not being able to film. "I didn't realize you were coming. Billy, uh--"
"Wait, Valkyrie? You guys own CHAOS."
"There's an oxymoron, you can't physically own Chaos--"
"--Mark, shut up." And, to Billy: "There's no way you found my demo tape, that was years ago."