[Perfect fit. Saliva slips from Larry's mouth and starts rolling down the length of Freddy's leg. The way the kid is laying with the right lighting if they were still he feels like he could count the freckles.
It hits him how ironic it is. The old man is brainless enough. Except he is very, very much alive.]
You want this? [First hard hit directly at the prostate.] Huh?
[Like he needs to even ask.]
Won't leave [slam slam slam of skin against skin. ] a thing left.
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It hits him how ironic it is. The old man is brainless enough. Except he is very, very much alive.]
You want this? [First hard hit directly at the prostate.] Huh?
[Like he needs to even ask.]
Won't leave [slam slam slam of skin against skin. ] a thing left.