[Rubbing the knee now, not much at all. The kid should have took the dash first. Poor man. A run probably didn't help one little bit. Getting tea was supposed to be part of the remedy. Shit.]
Fuck.
[Larry's heart drops knowing that it is likely still in that motherfuckering clone's hand.]
Fucking shit.
[There could be prints. There's a body. He left it there like a fucking rookie. Keeping both of their skins was on his mind. Too late now.]
no subject
Fuck.
[Larry's heart drops knowing that it is likely still in that motherfuckering clone's hand.]
Fucking shit.
[There could be prints. There's a body. He left it there like a fucking rookie. Keeping both of their skins was on his mind. Too late now.]