Worried about what? [He's twisting his hands into his shirt now, knees shaking as though there's a massive weight bearing down on his back. It's stuffy, it's uncomfortable, but the worst part is Red just standing there like nothing's wrong.
Green doesn't even make a minute before he's stumbling forward, trying to put some distance between him and - whatever it is around here.] Whatever it is you're doing, knock it off already!
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Green doesn't even make a minute before he's stumbling forward, trying to put some distance between him and - whatever it is around here.] Whatever it is you're doing, knock it off already!