Dude you have been here how many times recently? And you interrupt my car-crying time to serve me some fresh hell and...what, expect a Coke and a smile? Go fuck yourself.
(My assailant's attorney is demanding a complete list of drugs I take for mental health, because they are trying to claim some of the injuries may have been self-harm related, which while that has never really been my thing I don't believe it usually manifests as broken teeth and ribs and concussions and "defense wounds," but whatever, and they also want all medical records pertaining to the assault by April 15th, which means he will get them on April fucking 14th).
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