14
Nov
14

37. Cravings

He’d got them wound up.  His refusal to buckle under  ..  got under their skin.  Their blood was up,
The guys scented victory  ..  got this helpless prey cornered  ..  No escape  ..  no saving himself  ..  hopeless.
They were worked up  ..  showing it  ..  maddened  ..  mad to finish him off.
Only one thing could calm them down  ..  this asshole’s pain

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