aidan
"you're a dick, brecks."
"i'm the dick?" the football bounces off of the ground where everett dropped it as he turns to face the soccer star. the irritation on his face is undeniably noticeable, and he doesn't bother to hide it. "i'm the dick, when you constantly are on your high horse, constantly making other people feel like shit, constantly pushing and pulling? i'm the dick, when you won't let one person help you when you need it? you think that you're better than anyone else? is that why you aren't there for people when they're hurting, why you won't let anyone in to get to know you? or are you scared, scared of the fact that they might actually see your true colors?"
aidan clenches his jaw tighter.
"so you know what, porter?" everett spits. "why don't you fuck off?"
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the brain project [1]
Short Story❝ am i supposed to believe that you're not still a dick? ❞ ❝ yes. ❞ ❝ no. ❞ ❝ maybe. ❞
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