Not just the physical scars he bore...but the mental ones two. They told his story, but he could be more than that?
He nodded, snorting as he tucked his phone away once more.
"I'm not just starting fights for no reason. It'd be a fool's errand. An intellectual competition, maybe...or I could throw caution to the wind and press the friend button?"
It wasn't usually his thing. He still had to suppress cringing at that word. But he could try.
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Date: 2024-01-14 03:35 am (UTC)He nodded, snorting as he tucked his phone away once more.
"I'm not just starting fights for no reason. It'd be a fool's errand. An intellectual competition, maybe...or I could throw caution to the wind and press the friend button?"
It wasn't usually his thing. He still had to suppress cringing at that word. But he could try.