[That's Coil's favorite kind of person, really. He can awkwardly agree to something he doesn't normally agree to, like 'hanging out,' and not feel too terribly weird about it.
He still feels a little weird, of course. It's close enough to socializing to feel strange. He grabs a cup of water from the kitchen on the way, just to give himself something to do. And once in the living room, he slouches down into a seat on the opposite end of the couch as if he's expecting at least one other person to take up space in the middle.]
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He still feels a little weird, of course. It's close enough to socializing to feel strange. He grabs a cup of water from the kitchen on the way, just to give himself something to do. And once in the living room, he slouches down into a seat on the opposite end of the couch as if he's expecting at least one other person to take up space in the middle.]