You felt a little sorry for Jax, knowing that he was probably in the pits of hell down there. He was quite a nice guy to his friends, you knew. Not to you, but his friends. You stood up but kept him in firm grip "What?"
The older boy took frantic gulps of fresh air and gasped. "I... I'm sorry for... This. Man, I didn't know how much you suffered..."
A wave if guilt crashed over you, but also anger. This guy had farted on you and sharted in your face and made you lick his crack! Now he was begging for mercy and /apoligising/?
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