(Bitter) Because maybe he’s right.
‘Course I came. You’re my mate.
Kai.
Where are we?
Don’t be soft. Pay for my wings.
That I’m dead. Probably. Don’t care. - South London 2 SCRIPT
The bus brakes sharply. The sleeping passenger jolts awake, mutters, goes back to sleep. (Bitter) Because maybe he’s right
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