Kenny's fingers briefly tightened on the joystick, as he frowned to himself. Something about that comment irked him a little. You're a kid too, he wanted to say. Getting out of it doesn't change that. Or even - at least you had the fucking choice to opt out. It's not like any of us could just change the channel.
But none of that came out. He simply sighed and shook his head a little.
"I fucked up that chick who was worth 500 points, and some other people." Out of all of the fights he got into in that place, though, Kenny would have to say that Sandy Marko was the one he felt the most guilty about, even if she was virtually a stranger to him. But he wouldn't admit that out loud by a long shot. "It was that drink. It was made with crack or steroids or some shit." Even sadder still? He would love to get his hands on more of it.
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But none of that came out. He simply sighed and shook his head a little.
"I fucked up that chick who was worth 500 points, and some other people." Out of all of the fights he got into in that place, though, Kenny would have to say that Sandy Marko was the one he felt the most guilty about, even if she was virtually a stranger to him. But he wouldn't admit that out loud by a long shot. "It was that drink. It was made with crack or steroids or some shit." Even sadder still? He would love to get his hands on more of it.