[Damn. He didn't know his skin was so hot. The wet paper towel feels better than it should. Larry tilts his head this way and that after a few dabs to best enjoy it before it's thrown away.]
Okay.
[Freddy Newendyke, his own personal hero.]
I'm trying. Believe me.
[Please. Two more seconds and he could have tried to get into the stall and get the coke.]
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Okay.
[Freddy Newendyke, his own personal hero.]
I'm trying. Believe me.
[Please. Two more seconds and he could have tried to get into the stall and get the coke.]