[ Ed stares at the swaying with incredulity, wondering how anything he had said could be interpreted that way, then decides against commenting. ]
Fine. Whatever. You do your thing, I'll do mine. [ Ed starts to move, intending to start to daily routine. Then, he stops, as if realising something. ]
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Fine. Whatever. You do your thing, I'll do mine. [ Ed starts to move, intending to start to daily routine. Then, he stops, as if realising something. ]
Are you really gonna follow me all day?