#ratboy rp

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@galaxysought said:  "Not my place to judge." (Kerri to Ratboy)

He couldn’t help the little bit of laughter. “No,” he said. “That’s one of the best things about you,” Ratboy said, kissing her forehead, pulling her body to his. “You don’t judge. You don’t give a fuck what I’ve done and you let me be me without any kind of judgement. That’s why I never want anything but to love you for the rest of my life.”

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@johnnysanamerican

Ratboy squinted at Johnny as he ran around the garage, doing what he was told. Kid was loyal. Kind. Funny. Never got sponsored though and that was a shame. He slid off the picnic table, tugged his pants up, he’d lost more weight, and went towards Johnny, leaning in the pulled up garage bay doors. “So... you never prospected. You want to?”

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@galaxysought said:  “I’m not afraid of you.” (Kerrianne)

“No?” George asked, playing idly with her hair. He’d come in, late, bloodied. He hadn’t asked her anything, wouldn’t say anything to her, simply went to her shower. Cleaned himself over and over while she watched. “It wasn’t my blood,” those were the only words he’d said to her up until she’d told him she wasn’t scared of him. “You should be. I’m not a nice guy, Ker. I’m just... not.”