[ ... Huh. That isn't something he even caught onto at all. Jesse looks up at Galen in return, frowning. There's a long moment, and then he reaches to run his hand through his own hair and ruffle it up, blinking at the ground. ]
Well, fuck. [ He sighs out. ] Yeah. Shit. [ No wonder he's having dreams about his dad. ] Ahah, fuck me, he almost smashed me.
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Well, fuck. [ He sighs out. ] Yeah. Shit. [ No wonder he's having dreams about his dad. ] Ahah, fuck me, he almost smashed me.