Bill is acutely aware of how, after years of habitually craning his head out of his own window at 9:15 to watch the moonlight reflect off Stan's barely-moving lips, Stan stops cracking open his window to pray every night.
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"wh-why are you taking pic-pictures of me, stuh-stan?"
"because you look like the sun."
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or where each soulmate gets the others pain, and bill has a habit of accidentally hurting himself- a lot.