You look like you shop at Goodwill though, Mr. Pink. [Fuck someone had to say it. Larry's proud enough of himself to laugh at his own joke. His head is turned to get the full effect of how the man's gonna take it, cheap bastard is asking for hits like that.
The song flows as they do. In his peripheral he sees Freddy approach again, and like a magnet he draws Larry's attention. And holy shit this was not what was expected.]
What--[and like that, before any questions are completely formed gunfire? Jesus fucking Christ! The sight strikes him dumb for too many vital seconds.]
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The song flows as they do. In his peripheral he sees Freddy approach again, and like a magnet he draws Larry's attention. And holy shit this was not what was expected.]
What--[and like that, before any questions are completely formed gunfire? Jesus fucking Christ! The sight strikes him dumb for too many vital seconds.]