L + RATIO + FATHERLESS + MOTHERLESS + NO BITCHES + NO LIFE + L PERSON + L LIFE + L CLOTHES + L FACE + DUMB + SHORT + UNATHLETIC + NO JOB + NO MONEY + NO HOUSE + NO CHANCE AT A RELATIONSHIP + 1.5 GPA + PERM + SIBLINGLESS + SCHOOLLESS + YOUR MOTHER + YB BETTER
hands stressfully ran through his hair followed by a very long and exasperated sigh.
“ yeah . . for you. no way in hell i’m getting out on bail. not with my beautiful record. ”
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“ you’re fine, ” she hums out, leaning back against the wall of the cell opposite him.
“ i told you, i got someone coming. we’ll be out of here in 𝒏𝒐 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆, baby. ”
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with his head in his hands and his elbows on his knees, he just slowly nods in response without bothering to look up.
“ i’m peachy . . . home sweet home. ”
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. . . aaaand she’s in the one right next to him, etching her initials into the wall with a bobby pin. cue the glance over at rick.
“ you alright ? ”
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