[ god, he's so fucking stupid. why does it matter? he could let him out right now and lynch would never have to see him again. is he feeling guilty? what a fucking idiot. ]
So don't look, dumbshit. [ his fingers curl in his hair, winding tight, until the pain in his scalp rivals the pain in his head. ]
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So don't look, dumbshit. [ his fingers curl in his hair, winding tight, until the pain in his scalp rivals the pain in his head. ]