It gets Pope hit. A blow to the gut to knock the breath from him, make him feel small even as the leader steps around him and sits on the edge of the bed. Laying a hand on Carver's hip.
"Hey, kid. Wanna get with the program? I know you're not sleeping through this shit."
Carver goes very still.
The leader snickers. "C'mere, Pope. Come lie down, relax. We're gonna have some fun, all of us."
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Date: 2024-06-17 02:14 am (UTC)"Hey, kid. Wanna get with the program? I know you're not sleeping through this shit."
Carver goes very still.
The leader snickers. "C'mere, Pope. Come lie down, relax. We're gonna have some fun, all of us."