[ If Reggie were anyone else he might try to retreat behind the door right about now, or at least use it to create a more concrete barrier between him and Archie... but he's Reggie Mantle, which means he doesn't wuss out. Not like that, anyway.
He also wets his lips, then rubs them with his palm, feeling like he knows exactly what Archie means even despite his vagueness. Even though Reggie's probably been slightly more successful with putting that all out of mind for longer spans of time before the foggy memory slaps him upside the head again, it still hangs inescapably present in their apartment anyway. A tension both of them have been trying to pretend isn't there.
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He also wets his lips, then rubs them with his palm, feeling like he knows exactly what Archie means even despite his vagueness. Even though Reggie's probably been slightly more successful with putting that all out of mind for longer spans of time before the foggy memory slaps him upside the head again, it still hangs inescapably present in their apartment anyway. A tension both of them have been trying to pretend isn't there.
Without breaking eye contact, Reggie asks: ]
Thinking about what, Archie?
[ Playing dumb. Yes, good plan!! ]