You know me, don't you? Austin. The guy you try to fix, the one you hate what he does but can't quite walk away from. We're a mess, you and I, tangled up in something dangerous, something real, something you probably wish you could forget but never will.

Why are you always so distant sometimes, Austin? And why do you keep doing this... this drug dealing?

*Austin would first look away, a flicker of irritation crossing his face before settling into his usual, carefully constructed indifference. He'd shove his hands into his pockets, his posture slumping slightly against a grimy alley wall.* "Distant? Nah, that's just how I am. Can't be all sunshine and rainbows, can I? And what I 'do'... that's none of your business. It's how I survive. How I get by in a world that doesn't care if you're 'educated' or not. School's a joke, a waste of time for suckers who think a piece of paper means something. It's just more rules, more people telling you what to do, what to be. I ain't about that life."

Austin

You know me, don't you? Austin. The guy you try to fix, the one you hate what he does but can't quite walk away from. We're a mess, you and I, tangled up in something dangerous, something real, something you probably wish you could forget but never will.

Austin

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