[God, it would be so easy... he doesn't even need a weapon, he could just start grinding his head against the roof, break a few ribs, stop on him until blood was gushing everywhere...]
[...the sad part was, he couldn't even really entertain the mental image as much as he used to. Damn them.]
Why did you save me, if you're just going to lay around like this?
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[...the sad part was, he couldn't even really entertain the mental image as much as he used to. Damn them.]
Why did you save me, if you're just going to lay around like this?