[He thought about texting back while he waited, but it took a lot of effort to coordinate his fingers right now, so he didn't. He pocketed his phone and leaned his head back instead.
When Adam approached, Kavinsky struggled to sit up better, mostly so he wouldn't make a fool of himself by spilling water everywhere whenever he got around to opening the bottle that he accepted.]
No. [He hadn't asked. He didn't usually need to ask. Maybe that had been a mistake on his part.
for Adam
[He thought about texting back while he waited, but it took a lot of effort to coordinate his fingers right now, so he didn't. He pocketed his phone and leaned his head back instead.
When Adam approached, Kavinsky struggled to sit up better, mostly so he wouldn't make a fool of himself by spilling water everywhere whenever he got around to opening the bottle that he accepted.]
No. [He hadn't asked. He didn't usually need to ask. Maybe that had been a mistake on his part.
But, despite how off he felt, he still smirked.]
Why, worried I'm gonna kick it?