#interactions; hunter and ryan 002

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fixin up truckz like a man

hunter cross and ryan cross @dxrkenedheights

"Oh Jesus Christ, get the fuck 'way from me." Hunter waved his hand as he moved around the truck, trying to shoo Ryan from venturing too close. He was still in a sore mood about the bar, in desperate need of a few enjoyable drinks and under the impression that it was Ryan's fault it even started. However, a Cross was a Cross and even if he was childishly bitter for the foreseeable future, the check in still happened. "What you want now? Every time you're near me, we get into shit. Had to try and concentrate while Carina was...tellin me off like a damn school kid." Hunter laughed but it was gone as quick as it sounded out as he looked to Ryan closely, trying to determine if the visit was for annoyance purposes or his brother could potentially need something. "If that big one is comin' for you now, I don't give a fuck. You didn't do shit to help, Ry. You were fighting like a lil girl."

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The Bold Type Kadena Jack Sloane

001 | Send me a fandom and I will tell you my: The Bold Type

Favourite character: Sutton Brady

Least Favourite character: Ryan

5 Favourite ships (canon or non-canon): Sutton/Hunter, Kadena, Jacqueline/Jane (guilty pleasure). Can I add none romantic? Cause then Kat/Sutton/Jane and also Sutton/Oliver.

Character I find most attractive: Jacqueline

Character I would marry: Jacqueline

Character I would be best friends with: Sutton and Kat

a random thought: totally underrated show!! deserve’s so much more love<3 Also Andrew and Sage deserve more screen time!

An unpopular opinion: Idk if it’s unpopular but Ryan needs to GO. FOREVER. 

My Canon OTP: Sutton/Hunter

My Non-canon OTP: Jacqueline/Jane

Most Badass Character: All of them??

Most Epic Villain: I don’t think there is one tbh

Pairing I am not a fan of: Ryan/Jane

Character I feel the writers screwed up (in one way or another): Hmm... I don’t know. I don’t think they have (yet).

Favourite Friendship: Kat/Sutton/Jane

Character I most identify with: Jane?

Character I wish I could be: Sutton or Kat

002 | Send me a ship and I will tell you: Kadena

When I started shipping them: The cute scene when they were packing sex toys together.

My thoughts: Cute as hell and I enjoy their friendship outside the romance.  

What makes me happy about them: They way they love each other and how they both fight to make the world a better place. Also, the airport scene and their first kiss scene cause it was beautiful.

What makes me sad about them: The tension between them in season 4. Also not a fan of the back and forth between dating and not. 

Things done in fanfic that annoys me: I’ve never read a Kadena fic.

Things I look for in fanfic: ...

My wishlist: I love them but I also enjoy their friendship and I hope they continue working together as friends. I’m not necessarily hoping they get back together romantically. 

Who I’d be comfortable them ending up with, if not each other: There’s no one else in the picture for either of them but I’d be fine with them getting with other people.

My happily ever after for them: Them continuing to fight the world together <3 

003 | Give me a character & I will tell you: Jack Sloane

How I feel about this character: She deserves the whole world. She’s a literal ray of sunshine despite all the trauma she’s faced in her life. Total badass angel and I love her. 

Any/all the people I ship romantically with this character: None. I appreciate Slibbs but I don’t really ship it. I feel I could definitely ship her with Hollis if she were to return. Ok and also low-key (don’t hate me for this) but some of her’s and Abby’s scenes...Just sayin’ there was an energy. 

My favourite non-romantic relationship for this character: Her and Gibbs. I like their friendship I just don’t ship them. Same with her and Vance. Also would love more scenes with her and Ellie cause I enjoy them together.

My unpopular opinion about this character: Okay call out on the NCIS fandom but y’all know she’s her own person and not only around to be Gibbs’ romantic interest, right? Cause a lot of the time it feels you only care for her because of Gibbs. Also, I wish they’d have her interact with more characters outside of Gibbs and Vance more. 

One thing I wish would happen/had happened with this character in canon: I hope we get some Faith/Jack/Baby scenes because my heart requires them. I want more Jack going into the field!! And more Jack & guns! I’d love to see a sneak into her life outside the office (Also I’d love to make her canonically into women but y’know...that’s never gonna happen:/)

Favorite friendship for this character: EH. Jack and Vance? 

My crossover ship: Hmm...Jack Sloane and Helen Sharpe from new Amsterdam. POWER COUPLE. Would be cute as hell. Or with Alex Blake from Criminal Minds. Or Teddy Altman from Grey’s Anatomy. :)

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"I know!" Hunter stressed in a loud yell, tutting from annoyance soon after. "Did I say it was good? Did you hear me fuckin' say that word?" his bitter defensiveness had no end, and Hunter also never cared about appearing as a hypocrite or even being one. "You're pissing me off." he stated, as if that wasn't obvious already. Even the talk of Lia had Hunter's shoulders tensing and the mention of him not fitting within the pack caused a defensive laugh. "What y'all gonna do? Kick me out?" he mocked, shaking his head. "If you and Wolf ain't careful, the whole pack's gonna fall apart. Lettin' in damn wolves that can't fight during a god damn war. What the fuck is wrong with you?" His volume had leveled, at least and a reluctant snicker sounded as he and Ryan got to work. "Shut up, you say the same fuckin' things over and over again all the damn time. I'm used to it." he muttered, a childish kick of some tools to clear a space beside him as despite the disagreement and the heated exchange of words the twins got to work together. It had always been the same. Nobody knowing if they were going to be at each other's throats or at other people's together. But in the end, there was always something that made them laugh. "Move back while I'm workin' though, damn breath stinks."

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"What the fuck are you gonna do, Hunter? Wolf ain't Jeff." Ryan states loudly, hoping if he's loud enough his brother will actually hear him. Actually listen. Things are changing, things have been changing. They don't need to look over their shoulders, they can let the tension ease. Hunter could let his, but he has to let it. "I'm just saying, I think you missed the damn real reason why we got through all that shit. And don't act like you fuckin' liked it, Hunter. You wouldn'ta wanted to make sure El turned out okay if you thought it was good back then." he calls Hunter's bluff proudly, pointing a finger at him that was both accusatory and an end of his statement.

Ryan listens about Lia and immediately his head shakes. "Nah, she fits." he talks over Hunter, despite letting his brother continue. "That's bullshit, Hunter. That's fuckin' bullshit." he bites, returning to a passionate tone. "You're holdin' onto somethin' that don't fucking exist no more, man. We ain't like we was, and that's nothing but a fact. She fits now. If you ain't careful, and you don't accept some shit, it's gonna be you who don't." it's a fair warning, Ryan thinks. A real one that he hopes his brother can hear. He's even more thankful for the sudden break in the tension, Hunter's dry jokes making Ryan crack a laugh quickly. "I mean, I weren't gonna say nothing. Figured it dropped off." he goaded before letting out a long sigh. "Yeah, shut the fuck up. I'm comin'." he relents about the truck, grabbing some nearby gloves on a work top to join. "You better have heard me, Hunter. I swear to God. I ain't saying the same shit."

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"You're gonna, you got that look. The I'm gonna say somethin' fucking annoyin' face." Hunter gestured, managing to flick upwards against his brother's chin once Ryan was close enough. He slowly trailed towards the back of the truck again, disappearing behind it as he continued working. "Yeah, I'm listenin'." he called, but ended up sighing as Ryan didn't say shit about the message. A loud laugh echoed soon after about Carina. "I stopped hearin' about five minutes in. Bet you knew exactly where to look when she was talkin' too." he chuckled, his voice half drowned from the sound of other workers and the trucks throughout the set up shop. "It was me against that one fucking huge one, Ry and you were dancin' around like you was scared of your own shadow. Don't even talk to me 'bout it, 'cause I'll break your face." he warned, the twins more prone to genuine rumbles out of all the brothers. Something there about being similar enough but different enough to never truly meet in the middle without a butt of heads. "Ryan..." Hunter popped up from behind the truck again, leaning against it with a frown. "I already said fuckin' yeah to hearing it."

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"The fuck? I ain't even said nothing?" Ryan spread his arms in a wide gesture, confused and innocent expression across his face. He tutted then, wandering closer to the truck despite the wave of his brothers hand which he did the same right on back. "Shut up, I got a damn message for you if you ever fuckin' let anyone else talk." he bit, half seriously and making himself at home to sit upon the hood of the truck his brother was working on. Cackling, Ryan kicked against Hunter's side. "Yeah, bet you hated every damn second of her tellin' you what's what." he snickered until the mention of the bar fight made Ryan quickly shake his head, but not without a quick and suspicious glance over his shoulder in case the gigantic vampire had its sights set on him now. "What? No? I...shut up. You fought like shit too, think the only one who got a decent punch in was El. Fuck knows what Wolf was doin'." Ryan sighed, still casing the surrounding area for the huge vamp before he glanced back to Hunter. "Anyways, you wanna hear this message or what? 'Cause I'ma forget if you don't stop bein' a bitch."

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"No but I can think you're fucking dumb." He quipped to his brother, staring as Ryan talked. The conflict of emotions chipped at him steadily. Evident by the way Hunter would avert his gaze whenever Ryan made the smallest of suggestions that made sense to him. Hunter sighed and shifted restlessly until he glanced back to his brother, rising his defense and deflection all the more. Delivering another shove to his brother's chest as Ryan's arms outstretched, Hunter hoped to put the conversation away for good. "What's the fuckin' point of all this Ry? What the hell do you want? Want me to say yeah he was an asshole and start skippin' around the town?" he mocked, an expression of disbelief. "Your head can be up in them clouds all you want, I like mine to be somewhere real. Jeff was a fuckin' piece of shit, but we wouldn't be who are are without any of that." Hunter shrugged, his tone stating and simple.

A long and exhausted sigh slowly deflated Hunter's shoulders because Ryan was right. About all of it. But, that was never going to be uttered. He was sick with shame for his actions, sick that it felt normal until reality woke him up and he just felt like a monster instead. "Look, Lia don't fit with us. I told her she should come with us because she don't have any other damn family and I sure as shit am not letting a boy of mine be raised by some lone wolf. But I knew, I knew she don't fucking fit with us." Hunter's stern words and statement carried a small hint of helplessness, looking to Ryan for any offered direction. All he ended up doing was scoffing at the joke, rolling his eyes and beginning the slow pull away back to the exhaust of the truck. "Oh shut up. See, it's those kinda jokes that make 'em all giggle and think there's some truth to it and there ain't. I got fucked over by circumstance both times." he held up two fingers in the same mirror of Ryan's. "First I was young and second, I was...well, I thought I could die any second and I should probably fuck a lil more than I have been." he coughed before a reluctant laugh followed. "Thought I'd forget how to use it." Hunter disappeard behind the truck again before his head popped above a few moments later. "If you're gonna stay here then you gotta stop being a lil bitch and fuckin' help. Or go, and keep being a lil bitch. Those the options."

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"A lot of it, yeah. What if I said I thought all of it was just a bunch of bullshit? You can't change my damn mind." Ryan retorts with the same sternness his brother emits, because two can play that game and Hunter's rougher elements are shared among all of the brothers. They rarely work on another Cross the way they can intimidate anybody else. "I ain't respectin' fuck all about that man, Hunt. Hope he's dead and hope it was slow. I ain't keeping his damn memory alive by thinkin' he said some good things some of the time. That shit can rot with him." Ryan announces, arms spreading as if in challenge and accepting if Hunter decides to take it as one. "We're survivin' because of each other, not him. We survived because of each other back then too, not him." Ryan scoffs, but there's no surprise to the noise. Hunter will hold onto the way things were even if it scars his hands.

"I'm not judgin'." Ryan meets his brother's eyes so Hunter can read the sincerity not only within the stare but in the way he speaks. "I'ma piece of shit but least I ain't thinkin' there's some old man's words justifyin' it." he tilts his head before a reluctant laugh follows, because even as things grow heated Ryan can never be entirely serious. "You sure it don't even give you a lil tickle, Hunt? 'Cause you manged to find not one but two of 'em who ain't gonna nod their head and say yessir." he raises two fingers as if to make his point drive home further in his brother's thick skull. "Hell, look at all of us. It's obviously a damn Cross thing." Ryan chuckles again before slapping his brother's chest. "I'm saying all this 'cause I know you give a shit, Hunter. I know outta everything, being a dad is one of the main things you give a shit about." he says in a level tone, trying to find a fair middle ground with his brother but his eyes quickly roll. Ryan slides off the hood of the truck and back to his feet, shoving a hand to Hunter's arm in a quick push. "I literally said it first, you annoying fucker. Will you grow the fuck up!?"

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"Can't hate somethin' someone said just because you hate who said it. Jeffrey said the sky was blue, and just 'cause he was a cunt didn't mean it ain't blue." Hunter grumbled. He could spit on Jeffrey's name easily but there were some words that stuck with him, sayings and mantras that he would never get out of his head. They followed him around like a shadow, clinging at his shoulders or were there in the corner of his eye wherever he looked. There was a quick drop in his expression as Ryan alluded to the argument with Lia. It had only been a few days, still no talking it out with the other wolf and still nowhere near wanting to. Co-existing in that cabin worked just fine for him, but there was still the guilt sitting heavily in his chest. He couldn't escape the look of panic on her face when she nearly fell. When he realized he nearly caused her to fall. "Wolf's Wolf." Hunter remarked, his expression stiffening along with his posture as he shot Ryan a cautiously stern look. "If you're tryin' to say something here then just say it, Ry. You already pissed me off so, a lil more won't make a difference." he challenged. "You forgettin' a lil brunette you threw around too? Or, you suddenly our new White Knight?" Changes were hardly welcomed by Hunter at the best of times but the worst thing about them was obvious. Seeing others pretend the before never happened. It did- to all of them and they all played their part in it too. So changing was one thing, but ignoring their past was another. But, as always, despite any disagreements or not seeing eye to eye, their bond prevailed and Hunter was nodding gently about Ryan's help so Elliot could still get out there. "Uhuh, we stock a truck. Me and El do a day at the bar, we push it outta town when it's late and me and El head out the next morning. By the time anyone notices, we'll be back."

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Ryan sniffed out air from his nose in a quiet huff of a laugh while his head shook, never surprised but always amused at how Hunter could be loyal right until a bitter end. "Don't care if he wrote the bible, Hunt." he stated but kept his voice low, not trying to stir an actual argument between him and his brother. The previous three years had managed to expand Ryan's mind, and it was slow and torturous and there was still residue of an unkind way of living but...he could feel the changes with Wolf. He cackled at the other comment, and was even laughing about Xo and Rhea. "Yeah well, don't think I ever heard Wolf push 'em around." it was a simple shrug as he always spoke honestly to his brothers, and there wasn't any judgement in his tone. Him and Tammie were explosive in the exact same way. "Or call 'em whores." It was a small bid to try and see if Hunter would talk, but there wasn't any expectancy for him to. He'd never been any different and more than likely, never would change. He laughed and tried to balance himself from Hunter's shove, hitting right back to his brother's stomach. "You shut the fuck up. That was a damn shit show for everyone involved, I don't know why y'all actin' like it was me that shoved the beam outta place either!?" he protested loudly, not finding it funny despite the grin on his face as he kept trying to elbow and swat at Hunter. Ryan then nodded and understood completely that Hunter wouldn't let him and Elliot sit on their hands while the Isla and Cece were still out there. "I got you." he nodded with a more serious tone. "Me and Wolf can cover for you, we'll figure it out. Maybe get one of these trucks loaded up on the down low, just push it outta town one night and y'all can head out without questions."

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Hunter grumbled quickly in response about their father, despite none of them ever calling him it. "Some shit he said is true, whether we like it or not." he doubled down in a contrasting display of defensiveness, an obvious frown setting on his face where it always did. It was soon broken away with more laughter, shaking his head with a slight roll of eyes. "I ain't said that, but think we both know she's a lil too old for you." he commented in quick succession as he laughed, puffing his cheeks at the mention of Lia and Kat. Ironically, Lia was able to make Kat look like a walk in the park these days. "Don't go there, Ry. How the fuck Wolf made it look so easy? Don't think I ever heard Rhi or Xo talk back so much." he shrugged clueless and also nowhere near capable of looking inward at his own part he played. As he trailed back around the truck towards his brother, Hunter's scowl was quick. "An off day, huh? You gonna have an off day out of the town? Be dancin' around with some soldiers?" he chuckled despite it but at the mention of his legs kicking, there was a sudden intrusive thought to push Ryan from the hood of the vehicle. And it won as both of his hands connected to his brother's shoulder in a childish display of a shove. "Shut the fuck up, you piss me the fuck off." Hunter cackled but the happier note was replaced by a sigh as he thought about reigning in any of the runs with Elliot. "For a day, I guess. If we get most of it fuckin' fixed up then..." he shrugged before scoffing at the sound of his obedience. "I'll be honest, I don't give a fuck. What they gonna do? Lock us out? We're still goin'. So that was a waste of their damn time tryna come up with that dumb idea."

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Ryan's laugh was stifled by his own scoff and then a tut that followed quickly, his head shaking to the crassness of Hunter's words. "He said a lotta shit, Hunt. Don't think one thing was ever worth listenin' to." he answered with no ire and obvious he was speaking through a chuckle. "You think you could make her more agreeable I bet?" Ryan cackled than, clearly poking some fun to his twin's expense. "'Cause Lia and Kat sure nod their head and take a lil bow when you done talkin'." amused fully by his own observation, Ryan's laughter howled out. It wasn't for long before he tsk'd again, head shaking once more in protest about the bar. "Listen, it was an off day. It happens to all of us, stop actin' like that thing didn't have you by the neck and made you look like your lil feet were kickin' like a girl with a crush." he concluded, hoping for the final say yet knowing that was hardly an option when with Hunter. The jokes settled down quickly and Ryan gave a more serious nod, knowing that Hunter and Elliot's supply runs were never going to slow to a close until they found Isla or Cece. And Ryan was in full support. "Chill out for a second, Jesus. I know, alright? I know. Me and Wolf can cover for y'all, but maybe do some before you head out next so then least people can say they seen you."

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"Yeah, same fucking thing." he mumbled and as Hunter removed the exhaust from the truck, he was laughing out a dirty cackle and could hear the way his and Ryan's resounding chuckles carried across the same note. "Probably ain't. What's that thing Jeff said? For every woman you wanna fuck, there's a man somewhere sick of her shit." he laughed again. "If she talks like that all the time, bet he got a constant fuckin' headache." he threw the old exhaust to the ground in another crash of metal, still feeling the sting across his palm from the slowly healing burn he received from the silver coated chains. He shook his hand at the pain, moving to fetch the new exhaust and glancing to Ryan sternly. "If he was havin' a drink then what you think that means, asshole? That it was just me, and you was strugglin' to break a few damn necks Ryan!" he snapped above the general noise, making a face at Ryan's own biting retaliation. The message made Hunter abandon his work instantly, his mind quickly moving to how Elliot wouldn't be listening to that demand for one second and Hunter wouldn't let him either. "Jesus Christ, won't let us? Like we're in jail and this ain't just a town we live in? They can go fuck themselves, send that on back. That's my message."

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"Just my face, man." Ryan laughed trying to dodge the flick of Hunter's wrist with a lazy tilt of his head as he swatted his brother in turn. Fuck off was muttered in frustration, unable to hear much else over the noise of tools clanking and hitting against the ground. But he heard the next comment loud and clear, Ryan laughing but huffing some air out in a quick scoff. "Yeah, God damn. I tried." he shrugged. "You'd think that wolf with her would look a lil happier he got to lay up with that each night, huh? Well...unless they ain't." his head tilted in thought for a second. And then Ryan twisted his body to try and catch a glimpse of Hunter, craning his neck to see where he got to. "No it weren't just you, it was you and Wolf but he was too busy gettin' a drink. Me and El had 'bout four on us the whole damn time while you was bitchin'." he pointed passionately, talking to the vague essence of his brother instead of to him. "Yeah!? You did!? I can't hear shit in this place." he defended himself loudly in a snap as his brother appeared finally. "You ain't gonna like it. It's about the damn bar. We gotta fix it up, won't let us on other shit 'til we do."

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"What do you think was bullshit, Ry? All of it? Shut the fuck up." Hunter responded in a coarse tone, a harsher bite than a simple disagreement between brothers. "The way you talk sometimes, it's like you're one second away from sayin' it was all some shit show for the sake of bein' one. He raised a fucking family, so did our mom. He led a fuckin' pack. Have some fucking respect. Don't gotta fuckin' like him, I sure don't." Because what else could Hunter cling to? There had to be a point, and the point of being strong wasn't the worst pay off from their upbringing. "We're surviving a damn war ain't we? Think we woulda if it was different?" Hunter purposely ignored the fact that there were plenty of thriving packs among them, all surviving and he hoped his brother wasn't about to highlight them. Truthfully, he had no answer for any of it. Not even his outburst with Lia. So, Hunter chose what he always opted for. Accept it and move the fuck on. As soon as Ryan's gaze dipped when they talked of Tammie, he was pointing at his brother in a childish yet still tense movement. "Yeah see. Can't even fuckin' look at me when you talk about it. 'Cause you know you ain't got a damn leg to stand on, Ryan." Hunter's defensive nature was never far away, inching into his tone with every word. It was deflection at it's finest. He knew Ryan's head dipped with the same shame he was carrying himself which only heightened as his brother veered closer to the truth. He could've hurt their baby before it even took it's first breath or made it's first cry. "I can look in the damn mirror just fine. Just 'cause you get a fuckin' boner when they talk back, don't mean I gotta." Hunter knew it was close to the right time to walk away, and it was only the lighter comment from Ryan that worked to ease the growing tension. He scoffed, not quite able to laugh. "It was my idea, I weren't gonna hang around to work on that bar in the first place. Will you fuck off? Go sniff around Tammie's cunt for a fuckin' moment will you? Even your face is pissin' me off."

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"Nah, come on. You're splittin' hairs and you know it. The sky bein' blue is a damn fact but Jeffrey talked 'bout ideas like they was facts, Hunt." Ryan didn't hide the bitterness in his tone, and it had taken years for him to feel brave enough to refuse Jeffrey's resounding voice inside his mind. He had always known that his freedom would come when he finally could ignore it, all those years spent under the formidable wolf's thumb had caused most of Ryan's inner conflict. He felt lighter these days...or as light as he was able to. But, he knew Hunter clung to comfort in many ways. Stuck in his ways, stuck to what he knew. He didn't expect him to be letting go any time soon. He watched Hunter's response about the argument, attempting to navigate it as carefully as possible. He didn't like hypocrites, and he knew he could easily be branded as one but there was something sour about the sound of a man's roaring voice over a woman's who was pregnant. Being reminded of how he had been with Tammie made Ryan's head dip into a reluctant nod. "No, come on. I know, man. But she weren't pregnant, she weren't...half the time those were fights she damn threw the first hit in." and he hated how that sounded like an excuse. "But I ain't tryin' to say anything. Swear it. I just think...if it was worse, you wouldn't be able to look in the mirror." he hoped his brother could read between the lines but he was certain even if Hunter could, he'd refuse to admit it. Shoving and pushing...easy enough for a Cross to excuse but one wrong angle and- Ryan knew that despite the hard exterior to Hunter, there was a man who cared. A good brother, a good father. It was the leftover marks from Jeffrey that sometimes overshadowed it. If Lia had been really hurt, the baby too, Hunter would never forgive himself. Ryan was finally able to form a smirk to his brother, blinking the once before a scoff followed. "You just damn said everything I just said but in more words, you fuckin' asshole."