u think i wanna be involved in this shit in u guys ? n hear all the fucked up crap going on down there n have that fucked up crap in my life ? fuck off
i don't know why you expect people to tell you things when you give vague answers like that yourself but unlike you i know when to back off so yeah we're done
[he's scowling hard at the mobile, feeling like he's wasted an opportunity, but he's still so fucking -- pissed about these kids, he can't think like a PI, he can't think like his brother would]
[even still, after a couple minutes pass, its sent in a rush, as if hes trying to get it past himself, without him noticing]
[there's something about the phrasing that makes him think, makes him wonder, almost has him asking another question but this conversation has gone on for far too long already and he already has what he wanted. what he needed. doesn't want to risk heine catching him, doesn't want to risk another fight (the first blow of which he's promised to take the brunt of).
so the question goes unasked, slips right through his fingers like smoke]
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but you don't know anything at all
you're just a normal kid
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u dont know shit about me
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that's enough
it's not an insult
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be involved in this shit
in u guys ?
n hear all the fucked up crap
going on down there
n have that fucked up crap
in my life ?
fuck off
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r we done
this really wasnt worth
ur brother busting my kidney again
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when you give vague answers like that yourself
but unlike you i know when to back off
so yeah we're done
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[even still, after a couple minutes pass, its sent in a rush, as if hes trying to get it past himself, without him noticing]
sorry
about ur head
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it was an accident
sorry about my brother
[he doesn't blame heine, thinks badou should keep out of their business, but he doesn't think it's worth beating someone half to death over either]
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i knew it was gonna happen u know ?
big brothers do w/e they feel like
aint ur fault neither
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[there's something about the phrasing that makes him think, makes him wonder, almost has him asking another question but this conversation has gone on for far too long already and he already has what he wanted. what he needed. doesn't want to risk heine catching him, doesn't want to risk another fight (the first blow of which he's promised to take the brunt of).
so the question goes unasked, slips right through his fingers like smoke]
bye