"Yeah, if you cared, you'd let me talk to him," he sighs. "He's my best fucking friend here, Jesus. Brooklyn left, and if he leaves and I don't get to talk to him before that, then I will set fire to Maggie's goddamn cabin the next time you drag me there. She may not die, but she'll suffer. I'm real good at making people suffer, man."
He looks away, not even realizing there are actual tears in his eyes until they sting and he presses a fist into his face to get rid of them.
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Date: 2023-11-11 11:20 pm (UTC)He looks away, not even realizing there are actual tears in his eyes until they sting and he presses a fist into his face to get rid of them.