[ The anger leaves him with the force of an exhale, leaving him empty and off-balance. There's a lack present, something that wants resolution in the form of blood and pain, but Alex is past temptation.
What the kid said is obvious. He sure as hell knows it.
Alex turns away--shoves a hand against his scalp roughly as he breathes out. There's so much shit to say. So much truth to throw in Neil's face or so much bs to call down to make things worse. But Alex breathes. Again, again, this kid just makes him feel old. ]
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What the kid said is obvious. He sure as hell knows it.
Alex turns away--shoves a hand against his scalp roughly as he breathes out. There's so much shit to say. So much truth to throw in Neil's face or so much bs to call down to make things worse. But Alex breathes. Again, again, this kid just makes him feel old. ]
...What do you want to do then?