"If we're not makin' a statement, what the fuck is this tour even for?" Johnny asked, hands propped on his hips as his mind started going a mile a minute—not fixated on being here anymore, but what they could accomplish while they were. A break from hiding in the shadows, playing Vanguard's chess game? From having to sit back and play nice while everything he'd done to fight the corps was shoved aside? "Shimra. Now turn us the fuck around."
After a lot of life trying to get in my way, the next chapter of Fresh Out the Slammer is up!
Check it out @ ao3.org/works/562675... or from the start @ ao3.org/works/562675... 🤘🎸🦾
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