Loiteringandlurking - Its Good To Have You Back Again ..🗞️

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NEWSIES UK RETURNING 2025

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If you're reading this...

go write three sentences on your current writing project.

ben fankhauser as davey jacobs is so gay coded btw... he's a HOMO!!!!!!!

hate when i realize i left my book at home. it's this very specific flavor of panic and disappointment that i dont feel about anything else

happy birthday to me!!!!! 🎂🎉

RAHHHHH SORRY FOR DISAPPEARING!!!!!! I WENT CAMPING!!!!!!!!

oh wait so his name is both antonio AND ed

hey chat yhhhhh does racetrack higgins have a real name ... is his legal name racetrack .... because that's so funny .... nonbinary ass name ..... any race expert moots in the rbs does race have a Name

David didn’t want his first visit to the lodging house to be this, anything but this would’ve been better.

He attempted to readjust the way JoJo’s arm hung across his shoulders, fingers digging in in a grip that matched the wince on his face with every limped half step.

Les forged on ahead of them in some kind of attempt to clear the way, and people moved for the dirt-stained kid with tear tracked cheeks and an arm held to his chest, spattered with blood; his own or someone else’s David wasn’t sure yet and as much as he wanted to grab Les and give him a once over for any injuries aside from the obvious, JoJo who’d gotten a club to the knee and then the head once he went down took priority.

JoJo was also spattered with blood, but it was obvious it was his own, leaking from his newly crooked nose-

He lurched to the side suddenly, and David did his best to keep him upright but he was tired and his head was spinning and something in his chest was sending shooting pains along his ribs when he breathed too deep and staying upright was hard-

“Sorry Dave.” JoJo’s voice was slurred like he was drunk and Davey realised he didn’t even know what age he was. Not old enough to get drunk, not even close, 14 at most surely, not the youngest but younger and-

“It’s fine. We’re almost back, just a couple more steps.”

“Y’seen Splasher?”

“Don’t worry about him right now. We’re almost back.”

“That copper got him real good Dave. I don’think I seen him get up.”

David swallowed bile, clung to JoJo’s waist a little harder.

He hadn’t seen Splasher get up either.

“I’m sure he’s fine.” He said out loud.

Davey: I wish I lacked critical thinking skills. Race and Albert seem so happy.