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“Well I was sitting in the apartment I live in now because my wife and her bitch girlfriends took my goddamn house—which I paid for, by the way—when I realized I could be here instead.” Bobby collapses onto the couch and eyes the TV lazily. “You, uh,” he takes a breath, “watching something?” Without waiting for a response, he rolls his hips, shoves a hand down his pants, and groans. “Oh, Christ. You need to fuckin’—fuck me.”
Nigel watches this, Bobby begging for him the only way he knows how, and has to laugh—for his own fucking sanity, if nothing else.