I said it's op- ugh. [forget it, forget it. donnie extricates himself from his current project, snags one of the rags he's managed to accumulate (lots of dumpster diving has occurred since he showed up), and wipes the gear grease from his fingers as he heads over to his door and finagles it open.
without looking up, because this is somehow easier without looking right at leo, donnie twists the rag around his fingers.] You know you can live here. [leo MUST know. donnie likes his space but he's not-
he's just busy. he's just working and not thinking about it. it wasn't personal.]
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without looking up, because this is somehow easier without looking right at leo, donnie twists the rag around his fingers.] You know you can live here. [leo MUST know. donnie likes his space but he's not-
he's just busy. he's just working and not thinking about it. it wasn't personal.]