[Teddy tilts his head down to indulge Billy, lips quirked up with amusement. Really, he either expected this or some kind of pleasantly surprised reaction, both good in their own ways.]
That is terrible. You're going to be a wreck when we both turn eighteen, aren't you?
[He lowers his arms so that they hang more loosely, giving Billy proper room to blow out the candles.]
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That is terrible. You're going to be a wreck when we both turn eighteen, aren't you?
[He lowers his arms so that they hang more loosely, giving Billy proper room to blow out the candles.]
Candles time.