Damn, that's an insane amount of irony. Did you do it? I mean... side...with this place? Register and whatever? [Diego sure didn't, and the tattoo on his wrist says so, very plainly.]
But back home, we didn't have a chance of having him BACK, Luther. I'm not saying that the death or disappearance of any of us is ever going to go well, but... I just think this is worse. It's just a game to the people that bring us here. We're a fucking social experiment and nothing about our lives has even changed.
[Diego is really, really glad they're doing this over texts. It took him longer than he'd like to admit to put those last handful of texts together, if only because trying to think through the rage (and the underlying, ignored fear) he has toward everything about being here made it hard to put into words.]
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Did you do it? I mean... side...with this place? Register and whatever? [Diego sure didn't, and the tattoo on his wrist says so, very plainly.]
But back home, we didn't have a chance of having him BACK, Luther.
I'm not saying that the death or disappearance of any of us is ever going to go well, but...
I just think this is worse. It's just a game to the people that bring us here.
We're a fucking social experiment and nothing about our lives has even changed.
[Diego is really, really glad they're doing this over texts. It took him longer than he'd like to admit to put those last handful of texts together, if only because trying to think through the rage (and the underlying, ignored fear) he has toward everything about being here made it hard to put into words.]