He laughed again, and it was broken and brittle and God, did he fucking hate it. Abruptly, he pushed to his feet, pacing toward the door, feeling like he might crawl out of his own fucking skin.
"As far as hitting bottom goes, it could've been a hell lot more dramatic. I'd even say you got off easy."
He was digging in the knife now, twisting it, though he really wasn't sure which one of them he was hurting.
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Date: 2016-06-20 04:22 am (UTC)"As far as hitting bottom goes, it could've been a hell lot more dramatic. I'd even say you got off easy."
He was digging in the knife now, twisting it, though he really wasn't sure which one of them he was hurting.
"But I'm glad we agree on something."