{ Maybe it's just because he has a hard time saying 'no' to Gabe in turn, even if every fiber of his being wants to be oh so fucking contrary. Or maybe he decides, ultimately, it's for the best. To keep it simple.
In his own frustration, he snarls right back, a wordless yell right after Gabe screams in his face. He drags Gabe onto his feet, struggling with their entangled limbs and drunken weight, and swings at him yet again.
Just how Gabe wants it. If that's what he really wants, then, well. Maybe this is really how it should go. }
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In his own frustration, he snarls right back, a wordless yell right after Gabe screams in his face. He drags Gabe onto his feet, struggling with their entangled limbs and drunken weight, and swings at him yet again.
Just how Gabe wants it. If that's what he really wants, then, well. Maybe this is really how it should go. }