Chapter Thirty-Six
Dylan splashed cold water on his face. “Calm down. Calm down. You’re okay.” he told himself. His efforts were futile as his eyes were lined with red when he looked in the mirror. He pulled at his hair frustratedly. He couldn’t go out like this. “f**k it,” he pulled off his clothes and turned on the shower. The cold water sizzled against his skin. Steam filled the room. When he stepped out, he checked the mirror again. The red was spreading. There was a knock at the door. “Hold on,” he said. “Dyl? Come on, I gotta shit.” Jason said. When Dylan didn’t respond, he knocked again, harder. “Dude, you’ve been in there for over thirty minutes, come on!” “Hold on a f*****g MINUTE!” Dylan growled. After several minutes off trying to calm himself, he exited the bathroom. Jason frowned at him. They
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