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... mething?" Dove coughed. "What the fuck were you thinking?"
Tyron couldn't lift his head.
"I felt like I should help in some way, since everything that's happening is my fault…"
"Your fault? Your fault my scrawny ass!" Dove spluttered as he pressed the bandage against the wound on his stomach. "I told you to fucking run. None of this is your fault. That's fucking moronic thinking."
"There's no point arguing with you," Tyron muttered.
"Of course there's not! ...
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