"Sucks." He flipped the book closed, returning it to the pile. "Life does. You think you're getting something good and then: boom. You're fucked." Arran, possibly to annoy the boy, probably just avoid being girly, found the post comfortable pile of discarded clothes and plopped down on it. His legs splayed open, inadvertantly giving the thief a view at his - decided unsexy - underwear.<br/><br/>"Until then, I guess you can just keep taking Lord fuckwad's stuff, and helping out your mate."