[ Watching Kavinsky makes Lip's fingers twitch, wanting. The implication of wealth sparks the same old reaction: envy and desire. Even the knowledge that he's taking a risk right now doesn't quell the urge to seek out an angle and take the fancy grinder and iPad for himself. He looks at it in terms of groceries and rent; if he hocked the iPad, how many days worth of groceries would that put in the cupboard?
But he's got no mobility. He tucks his hands into his lap, inhales hard through his nose. Todd's making an attempt at privacy, but there's no real way to ignore what the sound of the zipper has given way to. Lip isn't phased. He's shared a room for most of his life. And the incidental query about his mother provokes a sharp, bitter flare of angry. Lip smiles crookedly. ]
Nah. I fucked up at school.
[ The word expulsion lurks, unspoken, in the back of Lip's throat. ]
I figured I needed to get a handle on some kind of moderation after my professor dragged me out of the drunk tank.
[ And this wasn't part of working the program, but Lip's decided to give himself a minor reprieve. He leans forward, elbows on his knees, hands folded, to watch Kavinsky work. ]
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But he's got no mobility. He tucks his hands into his lap, inhales hard through his nose. Todd's making an attempt at privacy, but there's no real way to ignore what the sound of the zipper has given way to. Lip isn't phased. He's shared a room for most of his life. And the incidental query about his mother provokes a sharp, bitter flare of angry. Lip smiles crookedly. ]
Nah. I fucked up at school.
[ The word expulsion lurks, unspoken, in the back of Lip's throat. ]
I figured I needed to get a handle on some kind of moderation after my professor dragged me out of the drunk tank.
[ And this wasn't part of working the program, but Lip's decided to give himself a minor reprieve. He leans forward, elbows on his knees, hands folded, to watch Kavinsky work. ]
What about you? Your parents toss you in here?