[ david pokes his head through one of those windows in this little maze of walls to give steve a look like he can't understand why he sounds so annoyed, as if he wouldn't throw the damn kid over his shoulder if their positions were reversed and steve wandered off like this. ]
You got the door?
[ huh. his count was only up to fifteen seconds, but maybe he's a little slow on account of the concussion and the powerful cocktail of drugs. he glances back at a locker — he was planning to make a ruckus a ways away from the door just in case any killer was on their way to investigate — but if the door's ready to go then fuck it. ]
What're you huffing and puffing about then? Let's go.
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You got the door?
[ huh. his count was only up to fifteen seconds, but maybe he's a little slow on account of the concussion and the powerful cocktail of drugs. he glances back at a locker — he was planning to make a ruckus a ways away from the door just in case any killer was on their way to investigate — but if the door's ready to go then fuck it. ]
What're you huffing and puffing about then? Let's go.