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“Beeeeen…” John all but whined, puffed his cheek out as he slumped against a wall, not feeling like standing anymore. “’s too much, Benny… ’m a mess.” He pointed out, biting his lip for a moment. “Y'don’ gotta do this. Y'could jus’ like… Go homeee…” He was at least trying to piece his thoughts together, ran a hand through his messy curls - and knocking out his hair tie, though he didn’t care.

_{❝—- i could, but i’m not fuckin’ gonna. ❞ it would have been so much easier if he could just hang up && drive back home. already he regretted not just… ignoring the feeling in his gut && going home to his cats ( shit, odysseus would be pissed about dinner being late. ) a little sigh. ❝—- look, laurens, ’m gonna come get you no matter what, so ya might as well just send me your location. ❞}

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