[ Oh fuck, oh fucking hell, what the fuck...!! Mista didn't even really have time to think about what was happening before he found himself slammed against the floor.
A cough as he caught his breath, letting out a pained groan as he just laid right where he'd landed. ]
What the fuck, man? I just wanted...to fucking compare....
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I didn't fucking invite you to cop a feel twice, dipshit.
[Yeah, that hug? Now very quickly becoming Abbacchio literally lifting Mista up and slamming him back into the floor.]
Keep your fucking hands to yourself.
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A cough as he caught his breath, letting out a pained groan as he just laid right where he'd landed. ]
What the fuck, man? I just wanted...to fucking compare....
[ GOD WHERE DID HE GO WRONG?! ]
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Get your shit together and keep your fucking hands to yourself.
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[ He just rolled over onto his side, taking in a deep breath as he pushed himself back up. ]
...I'm just gonna go, thanks for the help. It was nice until I fucked it up.