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"Adopt" - Deadly Class (2022)


Marcus knew it was a bad habit.

Smoking, drinking, fucking; they were all ๐™—๐™–๐™™ ๐™๐™–๐™—๐™ž๐™ฉ๐™จ. Stupid impulses driven by the stupid monkey brain housed inside Marcus Arguello's stupid fucking head. The same head that couldn't pick between the two most dangerous women at Kings Dominion, the same head that currently boasted a slew of injuries for his indecision.

Splattered into a Picasso mess of bruises and blood, Marcus' right eye was already swelling closed. He'd felt his cheekbone shatter under Chico's fist, his nose crunching in quick succession. Dual trails of crimson trickled from his nose, into his mouth, where he tongued at the fleshy hole that used to contain a tooth. The bridge of his nose bloomed with constellation bruises, the purple-yellow splotches peppered with microcuts from aggressive jewellery. Splotchy, lumpy, bumpy and bloody - Marcus Arguello; walking roadkill.

Fat lip stinging around his dwindling cigarette, Marcus blew wobbling smoke rings into the dusky evening. He was used to it now; the copper taste of blood in his mouth, the dull ache throbbing in his temples, the rosy rings around his spent cigarette stubs. He'd wash it away with a mouthful of whatever alcohol-adjacent contraband Lex had smuggled into the school - whiskey, vodka, fucking moonshine. Tonight though, the best he could find was ๐˜ฑ๐˜ข๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ.

It'd do. He'd adopted worse habits from living on the streets, and finding a high almost anywhere ended up as more of a blessing than a curse. Throwing back the dayglo blue liquid, Marcus winced. It scalded his throat on the way down, and stung the toothless cavities in his mouth. Sighing and spitting a shot of fizzing blood to the concrete, Marcus mumbled an admission into the temperate night.

"You fuckin' deserve it, Arguello."

๐˜”๐˜บ ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ต๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜‹๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ฅ๐˜ญ๐˜บ ๐˜Š๐˜ญ๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ด, ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ ๐˜ง๐˜ข๐˜ท ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ช๐˜ค ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฌ (๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ด๐˜ถ๐˜ฃ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ฒ๐˜ถ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ท ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ฆ๐˜ด) ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ญ ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ. ๐˜Ž๐˜ฐ ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ฅ ๐˜ช๐˜ต, ๐˜จ๐˜ฐ ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ค๐˜ฉ ๐˜ช๐˜ต. ๐˜Š๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ข๐˜ค๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ด ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฃ๐˜บ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ช๐˜ฎ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฆ๐˜ค๐˜ค๐˜ข๐˜ฃ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ Rick Remender.


Originally written and shared as part of Verbuary 2022:

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