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Well, just about Ruth. Her curly red hair that wasn’t ever brushed, her headgear that gave her a lisp just prominent enough to be cute, her big brown eyes that looked like they held the entire world in them.. Get a hold of yourself, lipschitz!
(somewhere a teacher is reading this to grade for their student)
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The three teenagers sit huddled to the back of the interrogation room, each tucked under their own shock blankets in varying stages of comfort. Only Peter looks up at the door’s rusty groaning. His arm is in a sling.
“Hey, yous,” Ted steps through the threshold. “So, hey, when I said I could come pick you up for whatever, whenever, if you’d just dared to live a little, I didn’t mean at the ass crack of dawn on a goddamn Wednesday while I’m hungover, Petey.”
“What the fuck did you just say?” Officer Bailey interrupts.
“Oh, nothing, sir, all classy law-abiding topics of conversation here,” Ted says. “Hey, Petey, at least tell me you’re wasted off your ass and that this was all worth it.”
“I’m not,” Peter says, voice hoarse.
“Fucking useless.”
(Or: the one where Theodore Spankoffski shows up at the police station that night after the nightmare is over.)