[ jesus, of course he's here. lynch made sure he knew he had no further use to him, but now won't leave well enough alone. this is fucking bullshit.
he rolls onto his back, face aching from being knocked out earlier, and flings an arm over his eyes. even the dim light makes his head hurt, and it would serve lynch right if he threw up all over his fucking rug. his other hand lifts so he can flip the other teen off. ]
Bitch, I didn't want to be here in the first fucking place. [ and as soon as he can get up and leave, he will be. ]
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he rolls onto his back, face aching from being knocked out earlier, and flings an arm over his eyes. even the dim light makes his head hurt, and it would serve lynch right if he threw up all over his fucking rug. his other hand lifts so he can flip the other teen off. ]
Bitch, I didn't want to be here in the first fucking place. [ and as soon as he can get up and leave, he will be. ]