[ seth receives a shipping label reading V.I.P.E.R. and immediately connects it to culebras. it's all snake shit these days. and seth oh so loves to force square pegs into round holes. he's the of sort kid who cut puzzle pieces to force them to fit and became frustrated by the result. undoubtedly, his method is easier — lumping things together in his mind as much as he tears them apart, blaming himself but at the same time condemning everyone else. seth gecko's a walking contradiction, isn't he? an honourable thief.
when he sees richie, he feels the pull of blood. my brother's keeper incapable of keeping him alive, let alone keeping him close. he looks through the suit to a version of his brother long since past. recalls a kid with gummy worms.
no, that's not right — a kid with gasoline. ]
You — [ he hesitates. wants to say, "i though i'd never see you again," but he won't because this — this is not his brother. this man left him behind. died and came back to be with someone else. ] — goddamn sack of shit.
[ though his hand brushes the revolver at his side, it balls into a fist instead. ]
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when he sees richie, he feels the pull of blood. my brother's keeper incapable of keeping him alive, let alone keeping him close. he looks through the suit to a version of his brother long since past. recalls a kid with gummy worms.
no, that's not right — a kid with gasoline. ]
You — [ he hesitates. wants to say, "i though i'd never see you again," but he won't because this — this is not his brother. this man left him behind. died and came back to be with someone else. ] — goddamn sack of shit.
[ though his hand brushes the revolver at his side, it balls into a fist instead. ]