With his thick skull he wouldn’t be able to consider anything he’d have said wrong without a little pressing — and no, not pressing as in his arm further up his back.
He was shocked by Wendy’s sudden action of turning him around and pinning his arm just enough to start to hurt, and to keep him where he was.
She wasn’t proud of herself for doing this, but it was a necessary evil. She almost felt guilty for pinning his arm—she felt like a bully picking on a weaker kid. “Wrong answer, Pines. I’ll let go as soon as you tell me why I’m a little disappointed in you.” Even if she let go, Wendy wasn’t going to drop the subject until he saw the error of his ways.
"Think, Dip. You’re a smart kid. What’s wrong with telling me that it’s a man’s job and that you don’t want me to get hurt?“
1:15 am Thursday, August 21, 2014
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