Dan near leaps out of his skin at the bottle falling. He's always so much jumpier than his laidback demeanor hints at, and he hops off the bed and grabs a towel and starts to sop up the alcohol.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to put you on the spot. Just the Pride party put ideas in my head, I reckon. Didn't mean to waste good liquor."
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Dan near leaps out of his skin at the bottle falling. He's always so much jumpier than his laidback demeanor hints at, and he hops off the bed and grabs a towel and starts to sop up the alcohol.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to put you on the spot. Just the Pride party put ideas in my head, I reckon. Didn't mean to waste good liquor."