[But is he really free? He doesn't even want to look at Lobelia's face, groaning as he turns away to walk in the direction of the cabanas (and be witnessed like the weird walk of shame it is, without much of the shame).]
[........If there's anything to hang onto, its the knowledge that he had something Lobelia will never have. No amount of manipulation, obnoxiousness, or otherwise will change that.]
[He'll rub the remnants of happiness in the other's face, and hope he feels despair like no one has ever known.]
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[Ah, freedom.]
[But is he really free? He doesn't even want to look at Lobelia's face, groaning as he turns away to walk in the direction of the cabanas (and be witnessed like the weird walk of shame it is, without much of the shame).]
[........If there's anything to hang onto, its the knowledge that he had something Lobelia will never have. No amount of manipulation, obnoxiousness, or otherwise will change that.]
[He'll rub the remnants of happiness in the other's face, and hope he feels despair like no one has ever known.]