[ he sees it coming, but in slow motion, too fucked up to avoid it. the best he can do is stumble back, try to block it, but it hits him anyway, hard enough to make nausea swim up his gut. he nearly vomits, liquor sour in his throat as he staggers to a knee. ]
Fuck you, [ he manages in a wheezing little gasp, and laughs, trying to drag in enough air. ] You stupid.. shithead. Go away.
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Fuck you, [ he manages in a wheezing little gasp, and laughs, trying to drag in enough air. ] You stupid.. shithead. Go away.