05-15-2018, 12:51 AM
[align=center][div style="borderwidth=0px; width: 55%; color: black; line-height:115%; text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"]The Typhoon? Oh. The fish-freaks. The place that he had stumbled upon a month or so ago. "Oh, that place, huh?" Jerseyboy lifted his head, giving a slight sneer. It hadn't seemed that bad initially, but he wasn't too trusting of it anymore after Jacob had been kidnapped by them. Anyone who messed with his family was immediately on his shit-list. He shook his head, starting to pace once more and he snorted in response, "Yeah, I know it ain't your solution. Because you're a pushova'." It was true. In all of his time of knowing Jacob, he always had to be the one sticking up for him. And he was smaller than him! Jacob could fucking maul someone if he really wanted to, but he wouldn't hurt a fly. It was the most ridiculous thing he had ever heard of. No matter how much he tried, Jerseyboy couldn't get the guy to put up a fight or defend himself. He was far too pacifistic for that.
"Besides, he's... he's my friend. I wouldn' wanna' hurt 'im." He wasn't going to lie — suspicion began to well up in his chest. Perhaps it was jealousy, perhaps it was overprotectiveness, but he didn't trust this "Pincher" one bit. Especially if Jacob was punched in the face by him. The only drunken idiot he trusted around his little brother was himself, but anyone else? He would cuss them out if he had the opportunity. "Really? Is that so? Afta' one of his goons kidnapped you?" Jerseyboy hammered Jacob with questions, folding his ears and giving a frown. "I oughta' go ova' there and give him a piece of my mind." He shook his head, turning his gaze ahead and out the cave entrance.
"Besides, he's... he's my friend. I wouldn' wanna' hurt 'im." He wasn't going to lie — suspicion began to well up in his chest. Perhaps it was jealousy, perhaps it was overprotectiveness, but he didn't trust this "Pincher" one bit. Especially if Jacob was punched in the face by him. The only drunken idiot he trusted around his little brother was himself, but anyone else? He would cuss them out if he had the opportunity. "Really? Is that so? Afta' one of his goons kidnapped you?" Jerseyboy hammered Jacob with questions, folding his ears and giving a frown. "I oughta' go ova' there and give him a piece of my mind." He shook his head, turning his gaze ahead and out the cave entrance.
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