"Hf-"
He smiles a little, sadly
"I figured..."
"I-It's fine!"
"..."
He lifts up his own arm to reveal bruises and lots of bandaids-pink, obviously.
"...."
"...I hate your mom..."
"Yeah...me too."
"...Why do you stay there..."
"Where else would I go..."
"You...could stay wit me..."
(the rat was 77
(someone crashed a punchin pride parade)
(...A R S O N T I M E...?)
