“…failing? You alright mate?” he asked the other. The older boy looked so very stressed out and done with life at that moment. Edmund would have offered him a drink if he’d known who the bloke was.
“Do I look okay?” Dodger was about five hundred percent done with the stupidity he had been surrounded with and this kid was just grating on his nerves. It wasn’t necessarily that he was doing anything wrong-other than the fact he was catching the older boy at the wrong time.












