[ Okay, yeah, all that above? Nix that. All that's left is an irritation strong enough to blot out the sun. ]
I have no idea! He doesn't tell me shit. [ For good reason. There's an attempt to say something, cut off into a moment of silence, then staring at Mia's gift again. The speech is oddly strained. Like using a word you've never had to use in a sentence before, and aren't quite sure what it means. ] A few... days? Leg's almost fixed.
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I have no idea! He doesn't tell me shit. [ For good reason. There's an attempt to say something, cut off into a moment of silence, then staring at Mia's gift again. The speech is oddly strained. Like using a word you've never had to use in a sentence before, and aren't quite sure what it means. ] A few... days? Leg's almost fixed.