He's fucking tired.

Dude. A dad joke? In this economy?

Lame jokes aren't punish worthy. He can relax.

He's tired.

He's hungover. Nevermind him.

Hungover. It's a side affect of intoxication.

According to alcoholism, anytime is beer time.

He's a lived, second generation scientific study?

Absolutely. Makes us feel like we were thrown from a window. It's lovely.

She had him at booze.

"Cᴏᴍᴇ ᴄʟᴏsᴇʀ, ᴅᴇᴇᴘᴇʀ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ sᴇᴀ, ʙᴜᴛ ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴇᴀʀ ᴛʜᴇ sᴏɴɢ. Wᴇʟʟ, Oᴅʏssᴇᴜs, ᴍʏ ᴅᴇᴀʀ, ɴᴏᴡ ɪᴛ ᴡᴏɴ'ᴛ ʙᴇ ʟᴏɴɢ..."

He's brought an SD card for 𝙐𝙉𝘼-𝙍𝙊𝙂𝙂's music device. Bringing her some girl fronted bands like Paramore, The Pretty Reckless, In This Moment, and The Runaways.

Oh, that he definitely is. He's a shining example of his species. He'll send her a pizza and a pair of nice boots later.

Excuse him for a moment. Screams into a pillow.

He would knight 𝐉𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐒 𝐑𝐎𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐒 as an honorary Stark. But he doesn't have a sword... ....and Collin doesn't think James would appreciate the only thing he has to knight him with...

Don't.. just don't guess. Let's preserve your purity.

No one knows that answer, James. Not even Collin.

Sad, depressing, a little frightening?

That's his every day life.

I don't know, James. Have we?