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twenty-two.

"Oh my god, are you okay?"

"Am I okay?"
The man sneers, fingers holding up cotton to his eye.
"Do I look okay?"

Levi gulps, becoming frozen like a deer in the headlights.

"Do I look okay, Levi?"
Aspen yells.
"I can't fuckin' see! I'm not okay, Levi! I cannot fuckin' see!"

"It's okay, calm down."
Kenna whispers, calming the man down by rubbing her hand up and down his arm.
"He was just trying to be friendly."

"I'm gonna kill him, Kenna, I'm gonna fuckin' kill him."
Aspen growls, trying his best not to explode.
"Get him out of this room before I kill him!"

"I'm sorry."
Levi mumbles, being escorted out of the infirmary by Queen.

"You need to be sedated."
Kenna sighs.

"He needs a fuckin' nap."
Queen teases.

"Fuck all of you."
Aspen mutters.

"May I have a moment with him?"
I ask.
"Just a few minutes, please?"

"I'll be right outside the door."
Commander says, nodding as he politely walks Kenna out of the room.

Once the door shuts, I look down at the floor and shift my stance. The man paces back and forth between the window and the mirror, looking at his face over and over and over again.

"Do you know who did it?"

"No."
He shakes his head.
"I have no clue."

"At all?"
I furrow my eyebrows.
"Is there anyone you don't particularly get along with?"

"Grimes."

"Come on, Aspen."

"You say that as if I'm joking, I'm not fuckin' joking."
He rasps.
"I don't like the kid, and he knows that."

"He wouldn't do this to you, though, would he?"

"Anyone is capable of anything."

"Do you want me to talk to him about it?"

"Can't I just slit his throat and call it even?"

"Do you wanna end up in jail?"

"I'd do anything to him even if it meant I was sentenced to death."

Aspen Georgie Beckett III is an aggressive, easily-agitated, and hot-headed man suffering from post-traumatic stress disorder and the memory of an elephant. He doesn't forget anything. If you piss him off once, you're going to hell... and he's the fiery Satan.

"I still think you're pretty."
I comment, fiddling my thumbs.

He chuckles, licking his bottom lip.
"From what I can see, you've still got a fine ass."