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Lucas continues to drag Liam until the door gets kicked shut behind them. It unfortunately looks like they've walked into one of the rooms at his local shelter, but there's a creaking spring bed, so it suits the purpose. If they even make it to the bed. He just drops Liam on the ground once they've reached the middle of the room and starts pacing in front of him, trying to work up some of his old anger. In a moment, maybe he'll remember Liam is there.

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Liam shrugs, drawing his knees up to his chest and holding them tightly.

"You should let me. You should let me because you shouldn't care what happens to me."

Lucas hesitates, biting his tongue.

"... I care that it is not my responsibility," he lies quietly. "And that you will pay me another day."

"Whatever," Liam sighs, resting his forehead on his knees.

"You are upset with me." His stare is steady and even.

"No, I'm not." He lifts his head a little, apologetically.

"If you say." Lucas still looks he is waiting to continue to be berated.

"Sorry for being annoying."

"You do not annoy me, Liam."

"...Really?"

"I am very difficult to annoy." This is true. People who punch him in the face usually fall under the "annoyance" category. Other than that, he assumes he is the one making things awkward.

Liam smiles faintly, tracing patterns on the dirty floor. "Tell me if I do annoy you, okay? 'Cause I tend to."

"I will inform you," he nods.

Liam smiles brightly. "Thank you."

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