@edithmaslow : “ you are a thief of joy. “
“yes i am.” stated somewhat with pride, though how real that pride is could definitely be questioned. he's gotten used to being in charge on camp, is maybe enjoying it too much. it's all he has, he grips and grasps at the control he holds relentlessly, refuses to let go. he has nothing at home, this is the only thing he really has. “you're at work, put it out. I can smell that shit from a mile away.”













