[He shakes his head as he tears open a packet of sugar and pours into his coffee.]
No. I didn’t have anyone.
[He says it with a sort of dry, matter of fact finality. He didn’t have a girlfriend or a boyfriend. He didn’t really have friends either. Acquaintances, colleagues and the occasional hookup was what he had, none of which he really relied on to any significant degree.
And that’s not even getting into his family situation. He sips his coffee thoughtfully, staring at a fixed point on the wall at the other end of the diner.]
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No. I didn’t have anyone.
[He says it with a sort of dry, matter of fact finality. He didn’t have a girlfriend or a boyfriend. He didn’t really have friends either. Acquaintances, colleagues and the occasional hookup was what he had, none of which he really relied on to any significant degree.
And that’s not even getting into his family situation. He sips his coffee thoughtfully, staring at a fixed point on the wall at the other end of the diner.]
So, he’d be happy. Is he the ambitious type?