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"I'm sorry what did you just say?"
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bliizzardisms
thatcharmingkidfllash
hatefu
judgeoftwotruths
raccoonandhouseplant
"I'm sorry what did you just say?"
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' did you know ralph lauren's original name was ralph lifshitz ? honest to god, lifshitz. '
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"Put. The. Weapon. Down."
Going Nowhere Fast
It'd never sat well with Fitz.
Following the incidents at the Academy, the engineer had spent a lot of time in serious contemplation of Donnie Gill. It was possible that the only reason it was unsettling was because he'd seen so much of himself in the younger boy, but he had trouble believing that was all. Jemma had assured him numerous times in a soft, warm voice that he'd done eveything he could have. That Donnie had been pre-set on his path. That there was nothing that he could have done or said to deter him from that.
And yet...
He'd taken some of the blame and placed it directly onto his shoulder. He'd...he'd been there. He knew what it was like. He understood the feeling of being lonely and too smart for your own damn good. He should have been able to help the kid. He still wanted to.
Which was how he wound up seated across from him in a temporary conference room at the Sandbox. He closed the door as quietly as he could, but the heavy material still made a deep, resounding sound. He stood by the door, peering around the half-lit room. "Think, you know, for all of the trouble SHIELD goes ta, they could a' leas' spring for a ligh'bulb..."