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“Yeah” Copper strode, as best as he could with a burabbed it with bloodied-knuckled hands Shell would be giving him a lecture over that for sure Unless he told her the reasoning behind it, which Rocket assu the prez didn’t keep much from his ol’ lady Once she found out why his knuckles were torn to shreds, she’d probably drop to her knees instead of railing at him

“You ready?” Copper asked as he aimed the sprayer Lefty’s way

Rocket nodded Fuck yes, he was ready He’d been ready for this shit since the moment he opened the motel room door and discovered an abused Chloe With a smile that could only be classified as diabolical, Copper squeezed the lever and let loose a blast of frigid water

Icy droplets sailed off the strea Rocket’s face and arms like tiny needles He didn’t soit instead The pricks of pain kept hirounded and present in the moment

The water sprayed directly into Lefty’s face, eliciting a shriek from a man who looked ready for a casket He slapped at the water with his hands as though he could soo on for another thirty seconds before killing the spray

“Welcoht someone to see you”

Lefty’s head wobbled atop his neck like a bobble head doll He coughed weakly, atte to spit water from his mouth The action had no power behind it, and the spittle just rolled down his chin After the coughing fit subsided, he moaned and clutched his sides

“Notman now, is he?” Copper asked

Rocket grunted

He took five steps forward, until he was just two feet away fronize his fate Shivers racked his body, bouncing hiave one last atteed to do was flop to the wet ground in a wet, naked, quaking heap

Both Copper and Rocket laughed