No. [ there's a burn to the syllables- one like the rock that hit his stomach the first time he'd had a full mouth of whiskey. like a night spent coughing when the worst flu the shatterdome had ever seen swept through the ranks in a matter of days, and chuck had landed himself with walking pneumonia.
mori holds on hard to whatever new-found resolve has solidified between them, and chuck knows neither one of them has the luxury of self-doubt. ]
Your boy's all green, last check in. [ because his old man isn't going to tell him a damn thing. an extension of every habit that's defined their relationship. ]
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mori holds on hard to whatever new-found resolve has solidified between them, and chuck knows neither one of them has the luxury of self-doubt. ]
Your boy's all green, last check in. [ because his old man isn't going to tell him a damn thing. an extension of every habit that's defined their relationship. ]