[It's clear from the sound of it that he's fighting the laughter that bubbles up, but he just can't help it. I need you. I've never needed anyone. He hears it again and again, cycling through his head, and his laughter becomes closer to hysterical.
True love. Jesus. This is almost fucked enough that he could believe it. And he has no idea what's true and what isn't, so it's not even a joke anymore, but he keeps on laughing.]
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True love. Jesus. This is almost fucked enough that he could believe it. And he has no idea what's true and what isn't, so it's not even a joke anymore, but he keeps on laughing.]