Was. And anyways, he wasn't good enough. He's dead now, he's a dead man because this stupid fucking place believes that life is simple, and that our choices are easy.
[He says, pressing his hands against his face, fingertips on his cheekbones, as he clears his throat and sits up.]
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[He says, pressing his hands against his face, fingertips on his cheekbones, as he clears his throat and sits up.]