She's heading off. No food for people who misbehave and take the hardworking personnel off guard, huh? Good. Good. Tim rocks back, breathing hard, flexing his hand with a bracing pull of fingertips inward and out again. It aches, but it's nothing he can't handle. He's had worse.
He's always had worse.
He just has to hope that Jay had the presence of mind to fucking leave instead of sticking around and risking being caught, but since when has Jay had the presence of mind to do anything remotely strategic?
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She's heading off. No food for people who misbehave and take the hardworking personnel off guard, huh? Good. Good. Tim rocks back, breathing hard, flexing his hand with a bracing pull of fingertips inward and out again. It aches, but it's nothing he can't handle. He's had worse.
He's always had worse.
He just has to hope that Jay had the presence of mind to fucking leave instead of sticking around and risking being caught, but since when has Jay had the presence of mind to do anything remotely strategic?