Darcy squints upwards, light filtering through the sky in dappling rippling rays. Then he finally looks at Gwen properly, head tilting to the side. There's something in his hand that he keeps gripping past the point of pain.
"You can prove them right and they'll shut up. They only talk shit because they think you won't do anything about it."
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Darcy squints upwards, light filtering through the sky in dappling rippling rays. Then he finally looks at Gwen properly, head tilting to the side. There's something in his hand that he keeps gripping past the point of pain.
"You can prove them right and they'll shut up. They only talk shit because they think you won't do anything about it."