[Tate says that - quick and almost amused, because after everything's said and done? It is pretty funny. He gets comfortable on the back seat, arranging his legs and slouching enough that he's actually comfortable before he moves around to feel which pocket he put them in again. He sticks his hand in, but doesn't yet pull it out. They're tucked away from the world inside the car and - like the booth - it makes it their space. Tate's still so visibly relaxed, he ends up laughing.]
I don't know if I wanna see what they look like. What if I look like a total slut?
[He's - shifting again, this time drawing out the photos, which stack up in his hand.]
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[Tate says that - quick and almost amused, because after everything's said and done? It is pretty funny. He gets comfortable on the back seat, arranging his legs and slouching enough that he's actually comfortable before he moves around to feel which pocket he put them in again. He sticks his hand in, but doesn't yet pull it out. They're tucked away from the world inside the car and - like the booth - it makes it their space. Tate's still so visibly relaxed, he ends up laughing.]
I don't know if I wanna see what they look like. What if I look like a total slut?
[He's - shifting again, this time drawing out the photos, which stack up in his hand.]
Jeeeeesus...