Another one. What the fuck. Anna, Max, Corbie, Layne, Quinn—five? Five fucking kids? It is an effort not to burst out laughing, now, just at how goddamned ridiculous this is.
“That— that explains nothing, you realise that, right? Okay, so one of them came with the blond guy. One of them you rescued. What the fuck about— what the fuck about the others? Do you seriously have five fucking kids around? You’re my age! What—”
No, no, that’s it, she’s gone. She starts laughing and has to cover her mouth to try and stop herself.
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Another one. What the fuck. Anna, Max, Corbie, Layne, Quinn—five? Five fucking kids? It is an effort not to burst out laughing, now, just at how goddamned ridiculous this is.
“That— that explains nothing, you realise that, right? Okay, so one of them came with the blond guy. One of them you rescued. What the fuck about— what the fuck about the others? Do you seriously have five fucking kids around? You’re my age! What—”
No, no, that’s it, she’s gone. She starts laughing and has to cover her mouth to try and stop herself.