I got nothing against other people talking about their shit. just not me
[ No, really, John. He's buried his shit so far down that if he starts talking about it now, who knows what sort of person will come out the other side of talking about it. ]
[ He accepts that readily. The army's full of people of Dean's persuasion. Nothing new under the sun there, really. Next stop, smooth change of subject. ]
[ The subject change is only awkward for Dean because he knows it's for his benefit. Deep down he appreciates it, even if he's not going to admit that. ]
Good. Thanks for the place to stay. Spent the whole flight back passed out drunk.
[ Look, it's not his fault he absolutely hates flying. ]
no subject
[ No, really, John. He's buried his shit so far down that if he starts talking about it now, who knows what sort of person will come out the other side of talking about it. ]
no subject
[ He accepts that readily. The army's full of people of Dean's persuasion. Nothing new under the sun there, really. Next stop, smooth change of subject. ]
How did you like London?
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Good. Thanks for the place to stay. Spent the whole flight back passed out drunk.
[ Look, it's not his fault he absolutely hates flying. ]