Joshua rubs at his eyes, trying to ignore what's happening in front of him as he gets on his own bed. he could, theoretically, go get a bucket and dump it on Dito, but that would be a lot of effort. a lot of effort, and it'd end up in at least another argument, and at worst a physical fight.
he's got to let it go. it's going to bug him to hell and back, but he's got to let it go.
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god he's gross.
Joshua rubs at his eyes, trying to ignore what's happening in front of him as he gets on his own bed. he could, theoretically, go get a bucket and dump it on Dito, but that would be a lot of effort. a lot of effort, and it'd end up in at least another argument, and at worst a physical fight.
he's got to let it go. it's going to bug him to hell and back, but he's got to let it go.
somehow.]