[oh. huh. she wants to play the back and forth. amy gets moody and he'll return it tenfold. this isn't an equal exchange and he isn't one of those guys to play nice, he will always take the low road.]
looks like we have that in common
[bubbles appear and he types and deletes, types and deletes. minutes go by and he swallows, his free hand gripping the doorknob. he has choices, 'a' or 'b', and a flash of outcomes speed through his mind so lightning-quick he has to pull his hand from the door. do not enter. do not involve yourself in someone else's bullshit when amy is in yours.]
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looks like we have that in common
[bubbles appear and he types and deletes, types and deletes. minutes go by and he swallows, his free hand gripping the doorknob. he has choices, 'a' or 'b', and a flash of outcomes speed through his mind so lightning-quick he has to pull his hand from the door. do not enter. do not involve yourself in someone else's bullshit when amy is in yours.]
what the fuck do you want Amy?