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Raylan (43)

Save a horse, ride a cowboy.

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None that you told me about, but I'm not sure you'd be likely to tell me.

[Raylan actually sort of bought that it was accidental at the time, if only because Tim could not stop laughing when they realized. It was clearly the greatest thing that had ever happened to him.]

[He'd also taken video of Raylan drunkenly making out with a drag queen, but Raylan's not telling him about that.]

You mean I didn't gossip with you about my sex life like a teenage girl? That seems out-of-character.

[But Tim wants to knowwwww.]

What can I say? Your social butterfly self wasn't up to it.

[Nope.]

I guess I'll have to ask, then.

I'm sure anyone who's still around would let you know if you post something up.

Here to suck dick, huh?

That's the general idea of the place, right?

[Not betraying any awkwardness that he just passively came out to Raylan. That's the Tim Gutterson way.]

Suppose it is.

[There are wheels turning in Raylan's head. Slowly. But if you expected any kind of freakout, it's not coming.]

As a heads up: Boyd Crowder's around.

I'm just about as surprised at him being here as I am about you.

[read: slightly, but feeling like he shouldn't be. Raylan being here without Boyd so they can continue their weird hate-eyesex thing would have been more surprising.]