[ family obligations is the bulk of it. he changed his degree, gave up his career, tossed away his friends, all for the fucking family and not even a drip of gratitude. it's expected, after all, that he would simply do the "right thing" regardless of how he feels about it. ]
[ david turns his head to look at evan when he looks away, down at the city. gaze tracking his expression, the glares that david feels like he's seen a million times before, a briefly amusing kind of familiarity at wondering what's pissed him off now. his anger always seems so much closer to the surface than david's, and yet somehow manages to be a lot more confusing to him too. ]
[ at the question he nods, clears his throat and looks down at himself and carefully dusts some ash away that got onto his jacket. ]
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[ david turns his head to look at evan when he looks away, down at the city. gaze tracking his expression, the glares that david feels like he's seen a million times before, a briefly amusing kind of familiarity at wondering what's pissed him off now. his anger always seems so much closer to the surface than david's, and yet somehow manages to be a lot more confusing to him too. ]
[ at the question he nods, clears his throat and looks down at himself and carefully dusts some ash away that got onto his jacket. ]
Dancin' monkeys don't get early nights.