[ He inhales deeply through his nose, lips pursed. It's on the tip of his tongue: you can't change the fucking criteria now. I refit my whole fucking life to fit your expectations. Don't ask me if I wish it was different now. His brows twitch. ]
Good.
[ He stuffs that vape pen back in his mouth and chews on it a little. ]
no subject
Good.
[ He stuffs that vape pen back in his mouth and chews on it a little. ]
Let's go get something to eat.