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Complications

RIDER

Green trees pass by in my peripheral vision, blurring together and morphing into something that becomes insignificant. I want to find my mate, I need to hold her, convince myself she's alive, even if she won't talk to me. Though we did make up, didn't we?

"Look at us looking like busted rejects and about to kick the bucket anytime soon, " Quinn laughs hysterically, tapping his hand against the back of my seat. "Yeah this scene will definitely go down through the annals of time."

"What the f***k?!" Veron barks. "Did you just hear what you said asshole? What anal?!"

"Annals you dimwit, " Quinn retorts with a snort, moving to spell it out for him "ANNALS not anal. There's a difference. Why the hell would I think about talking about asses right now?"

"Because you've been known to talk garbage that's why. "

"Listen man-" Quinn starts getting defensive.

"Just shut up. Everyone's ears are begging for a rest. Shouldn't you even be sleeping? It'd help speed up that busted clavicle o
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I don’t know how I feel about Sam being there. She’s going to start more $hit.
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