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Where the hell is that dumbass brother of mine? Mom's worried that he hasn't called to say hi to her in weeks. When I asked around to his friends if ya wanna call 'em that they all hem and haw and act like they have no freakin clue. So I went to some clubs I knew he hung out at, they ain't seen him either, though they were quick to let me in on the rumors flyin. Supposedly my little brother got himself into a scrape with some wiseguy types and was last seen high-tailing it outta town in order not to get himself iced.
That's just fucking great. I swear Stefan isn't ever gonna grow up and take responsibility for himself. He's a great kid, when he wants to be. But it gets so old bailing him outta one scrape or another. Now I gotta try and find him, fix whatever mess he's made for himself this time, pray he's not dead and make sure mom doesn't hear any of these rumors so that she doesn't have to worry. I'm getting too old for this shit.
That's just fucking great. I swear Stefan isn't ever gonna grow up and take responsibility for himself. He's a great kid, when he wants to be. But it gets so old bailing him outta one scrape or another. Now I gotta try and find him, fix whatever mess he's made for himself this time, pray he's not dead and make sure mom doesn't hear any of these rumors so that she doesn't have to worry. I'm getting too old for this shit.