[ jesus christ, how is it still that obvious. this is the second time he's been clocked in the last... however the fuck long it's been since he got here. honestly, he's lost track of time, but the important thing is apparently he needs to start doing something very different or people are gonna keep pegging him as a narc. which – okay, yes, he was a narc at one point. but that was then. this is now.
he looks visibly irritated for a second, and only manages to chase it away with another swig from the bottle. ]
I'm not a cop. But. [ a beat, as he balances the bottle on the flat top of the balcony wall, so he can take off his glasses. without a little scrap of cloth to clean them, he opts for the edge of his shirt. ] Generally speaking, I don't like being fucked with. So, what, you – jack off on camera?
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he looks visibly irritated for a second, and only manages to chase it away with another swig from the bottle. ]
I'm not a cop. But. [ a beat, as he balances the bottle on the flat top of the balcony wall, so he can take off his glasses. without a little scrap of cloth to clean them, he opts for the edge of his shirt. ] Generally speaking, I don't like being fucked with. So, what, you – jack off on camera?