[ Angelo is silent for a moment. He said way too much back there and it's impossible to take back now. Everyone knows now, and he feels filthy for it. (He's felt filthy this whole time. The only thing washing him clean is dead and gone.)
The idea of saying any more on the matter is repulsive, but so is letting some... insinuations stand in the room. ]
I did not sell my body 'for the fun of it'.
[ The punch should have conveyed this plenty, but he hisses it out through grit teeth properly now. Then he exhales. ]
no subject
The idea of saying any more on the matter is repulsive, but so is letting some... insinuations stand in the room. ]
I did not sell my body 'for the fun of it'.
[ The punch should have conveyed this plenty, but he hisses it out through grit teeth properly now. Then he exhales. ]
So I will not let anybody look at me ever again.