The gym feels like an oasis of warmth, and Jeff's soon shedding his coat as the heat sinks in. "Oh, uh, you know." He shrugs. "I just mean... nothing's ever really good, right? Not here, anyway." Not back home, either, but that's a totally different story. Or... maybe it's more like a different chapter of the same story--
Which is all beside the point.
"So... everything's just the same level of fucked up as usual, is all."
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Which is all beside the point.
"So... everything's just the same level of fucked up as usual, is all."