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just when he thought his day couldn't get any worse , tyler lockwood appeared out of the clouds to rub salt in the wound ..... and so maybe , if he were being honest , he might've baited him a little ---- poked at a sore spot like a recalcitrant child ..... could it really be considered picking a fight if all it took were a few words ?? jeremy snorted. " cute. " tyler's threats had never done much for him ; that wasn't about to change now. " at least buy me dinner first. "
cute. what is it about this kid that always has him seeing red so easily? blood comes to a boil every time he so much as breathes in his direction, every pre-existing short temper fuse blowing up in both of their faces. it's the apathy that grates at him most, like sawing through bone, or like a rush of steam; jeremy's ice cold pressing harshly against tyler's too hot. "see, but you'd probably rather have the cash up front, right? say you'll spend it on dinner then blow it on an almost-overdose." and no one's around to flick the safety switch back into place, which is all the ammunition he needs for a shove against the other boy's slender shoulders. "are you gonna flirt or act like a real man, gilbert?"
