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          a groan slips through chapped lips, eyes rolling out of sheer annoyance. his arms fold over his chest, feet resting on the table before him as he leans back. this entire trip was proving to be shit — each lead resulted in a dead end, his article repeatedly written && re-written on a nearly daily basis. miles’ hands come up, fingers rubbing at tired eyes. ❝ look, man, ❞ he lets his head fall back, eyes focusing on the ceiling. ❝ i get it. i do. but but you’re not fuckin’ HELPING me, y’know ? i mean, i’d hate to be that guy, but you’re pretty fuckin’ useless right now. ❞

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he’s really not looking to get into any unnecessary quarrels. he never is. the only time he’d actually wanted to fight someone was when Steve continued to push him. so, instead of getting too worked up over the other’s words, he simply lets out a soft sigh through his nose and pushes his hands into the pockets of his jeans. he simply stares at the other for a few seconds, before taking it upon himself to sit down in the chair across from his new friend. he’s not leaving that easy.  ❝  well, there’s gotta be something I can do to help. Anything. ❞

 

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EST. July 31st, 2016
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