Pushing at that blip of anger. Sticking fingers in. Brushing off the rest of what Louis says, because that's a pedantic pool of quicksand, done with doing something he hasn't actually engaged in at all yeah yeah whatever.
"You've been picking fights for months, basically telling me to go fuck myself every time I've tried to get you to reel it in. And now this. If we weren't here, what would you be doing? Do you think nobody would miss you, that I wouldn't be—"
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Pushing at that blip of anger. Sticking fingers in. Brushing off the rest of what Louis says, because that's a pedantic pool of quicksand, done with doing something he hasn't actually engaged in at all yeah yeah whatever.
"You've been picking fights for months, basically telling me to go fuck myself every time I've tried to get you to reel it in. And now this. If we weren't here, what would you be doing? Do you think nobody would miss you, that I wouldn't be—"
Fuck, man.
"Just... destroyed?"