This whole thing's fucked up! I want out, I wanna leave, I want none of this! I want- "Oi. Come here." The fourth-year beckoned to me, his face half-hidden under the weak lamplight. Apart from ...
This whole thing's fucked up! I want out, I wanna leave, I want none of this! I want- "Oi. Come here." The fourth-year beckoned to me, his face half-hidden under the weak lamplight. Apart from ...