Stanley continues to eat, giggling as Richie tells jokes. "You never laugh this much at my jokes. Are you all right?"
"Oh shut up." Stanley giggles handing me an extra fork. "Thanks," I whisper.
"Mr. Uris, you can go home in an hour. Congrats by the way." She smiles before checking his heart rate and breathing.
Once the door closes Richie and Eddie both start to question us. "Congrats? On what? Living?" Stanley chuckles, wiping his mouth off before speaking.
"We had to tell them h-he's my fiancé so I c-could stay with him." I shrug trying to make sure my face doesn't turn red.
"I think you would look great on a dress Stan." Eddie chuckles.
"Rude. I think I would look gorgeous." I begin to wheeze. "F-Fuck Stan. You can't s-say stuff like that when I'm eating. I'm g-gonna choke." He pats my back gently. "Don't do that." He smiles.
—7:18 am
"Well shit. Kind of forgot what my own house looked like for a second." He giggles letting go of my shoulder.
"It's only been a day S-Stan. You go t-to film around t-the world for l-like months." "You do make a point." He sits on the couch.