/Duh./
America’s golden boy was, like, seconds ago? Begging to receive thee treatment. Depriving him of that bragging experience would be exceedingly cruel, and entirely unusual. “Oh, sure— I believe you, cupcake.”
she’s = displeased ( and he can’t call murderers cute, it’s against the rules ) with the direction this evening has taken.
and, like, her whole body hurts.
A disgruntled noise, averting his gaze. He opened a bad can of worms, he just knows Tonio is going to be ( insufferable ).
“Legs are closed. Extremely so. Can’t get them open with a crowbar.”