โNothinโ, just trying to make you angry. Itโs hot.โ
Cue slow lip bite. โYou enjoy it or you wouldโve beat the living daylights outta me already.โ
โI hear ya. Neither am I. Guess thatโs why I really stopped believing all of this shit โbout sinners going to Hell. I just figure that Iโll end up where I deserve to end up. Doesnโt really matter where.โ
โWhatโs on your mind thatโs got you goinโ south? Where Iโm from, they say that suicides go straight to Hell. I donโt believe it, but, should scare ya if yโdo.โ
Snatches his pencil back.
โBeen okay. Thankinโ God every day for my struggles. Would rather be strugglinโ than six feet under, yโknow?โ
Sets his homework aside to meet Justinโs gaze. โWhatโta โbout you?โ
Cue a little smirk.
โI ainโt no buzzkill.โ Fixes his hair promptly before gently tossing the football back. โIโm just always one step aheadโa you.โ