[Pokey looks through the notes, skimming them at first before coming back to the top note and looking at it over again. He doesn't bother thinking about trying to hide his discomfort, his anger.]
Bitch.
[He feels his hands curl up into fists at it. He isn't sure entirely where the anger is even coming from, not recognizing the wellspring that had built up since the moment he got a hand on his porch, posed like it was the funniest response in the goddamn world.]
...She's a vicious monster. And she isn't playing with the threats she makes. We're going to have to take every thing she says seriously. Not like I need to tell you that.
Everything this bitch does is her sin. Not ours.
[Not yours, Kakyoin. He doubts that's the main worry, but just getting it out there.]
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Bitch.
[He feels his hands curl up into fists at it. He isn't sure entirely where the anger is even coming from, not recognizing the wellspring that had built up since the moment he got a hand on his porch, posed like it was the funniest response in the goddamn world.]
...She's a vicious monster. And she isn't playing with the threats she makes. We're going to have to take every thing she says seriously. Not like I need to tell you that.
Everything this bitch does is her sin. Not ours.
[Not yours, Kakyoin. He doubts that's the main worry, but just getting it out there.]
Are you going to warn her?