evan rubs a hand along his jaw, almost in memory of some of those fights, partly just from the tiredness setting in. the drinks didn't really hit him but the rest of it did, and all the little things that come from this - the guilt, the anger, the recognition of what he's doing - are creeping back in.
some days he wishes he had a little more self-control. ]
I'll, uh ... I'll let you know when I get a burner.
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[ from the fights, obviously.
evan rubs a hand along his jaw, almost in memory of some of those fights, partly just from the tiredness setting in. the drinks didn't really hit him but the rest of it did, and all the little things that come from this - the guilt, the anger, the recognition of what he's doing - are creeping back in.
some days he wishes he had a little more self-control. ]
I'll, uh ... I'll let you know when I get a burner.