[He's so damn wrapped up in the drain of his thoughts that the touch physically startles him. Just Freddy.]
Shit it isn't---[like he feels sick. He does. More words try to hit the air in the same chord. It's all untrue.]
Fuck. [Larry's shoulders shake in a rueful laugh that doesn't make a sound either. He's grinning though, grinning like the fool he is. One more twist of the corner of his mouth and it's a sneer.]
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Shit it isn't---[like he feels sick. He does. More words try to hit the air in the same chord. It's all untrue.]
Fuck. [Larry's shoulders shake in a rueful laugh that doesn't make a sound either. He's grinning though, grinning like the fool he is. One more twist of the corner of his mouth and it's a sneer.]
I'm sorry.