[He heaves a big sigh and lays himself out flat, one leg crossed over the other and his hands under his head. The stars aren't the ones he's familiar with, but they're very pretty and all this romantic talk is... well, for a brief few moments it was nice and sweet, but like a caffeine high, the comedown was quick and leaving him emotionally drained.]
Did you sign a contract? Or consenting to being here? Do you remember doing it?
[the question is a little left of center to their discussion, but also entirely relevant.]
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Did you sign a contract? Or consenting to being here? Do you remember doing it?
[the question is a little left of center to their discussion, but also entirely relevant.]
Was it your choice?