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i'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?
Yes, that too. Also, scene with psychiatrist: "What do you see?" "....some pretty flowers." Eep, size. Sorry.
How unbelievable, this situation. What, was he a magnet for gay rapists? The coyote struggled further in the powerful grip, and was about to resign himself to his fate when out of nowhere, his attacker's grip disappeared. He felt rather than saw the movement behind him and spun around, eyes widening. There was another coyote, eyes wrapped in a cloth, fully dressed, midfight with the wolf. Giggle was too stunned to move, and looked dumbly at the other coyote and back to his arm, which throbbed where it had been agitated.
He cursed himself for not moving to help his savior, but what use would the oversized coyote have? His arm was broken and he had no fighting ability. Plus, the coyote seemed to have a good grip on the fight, the way he handled the monstrous beast so skillfully despite his size. Giggle backed away, out of reach, pulling his legs up to his chest. Coward, coward, coward. He opened his mouth and closed it, still slightly in shock from the quickness of the scene unfolding.
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