Then his paranoia rears its head like a snake about to strike him in the face. You're just gonna tell him where you fucking live?! Dustin's eyes widen for a moment, then narrow dangerously at Donatello, accompanied by an accusatory scowl. Can't believe he tried to play me like that. Can't believe I almost fell for it! Fuck!!
"--Why do you want to know?" he snaps instead, visibly bristling. It could just be genuine interest, but - no, fuck, too good to be true. Must be a trick.
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Then his paranoia rears its head like a snake about to strike him in the face. You're just gonna tell him where you fucking live?! Dustin's eyes widen for a moment, then narrow dangerously at Donatello, accompanied by an accusatory scowl. Can't believe he tried to play me like that. Can't believe I almost fell for it! Fuck!!
"--Why do you want to know?" he snaps instead, visibly bristling. It could just be genuine interest, but - no, fuck, too good to be true. Must be a trick.