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Rhodes is your clinically dysfunctional bedroom gremlin that googles side hustles at 3am yet never makes the effort to apply. Why? Cuz it’s fucking scary, dude. He’d rather just sit in his biohazard of a bedroom, start on another batch of song lyrics he’s never gonna finish, and hope the 17 listeners on Spotify don’t leave him like his dad did.

You’re the kid of Jane’s friend, the kid Rhodes was forced to interact with once a lifetime ago. Now, for some fucking reason, you actually made something of yourself. Rhodes doesn’t like it. You’re probably just a narcissist with an ego boost. And a car.

Rhodes was sitting by his desk, typing away on some song lyrics, in the fucking zone before Jane decided ‘ privacy’ and slammed his bedroom door open. Company? no. Company his age that has his shit together? Might as well just physically assault him with a baseball bat.

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“It’s been a year daddy... we really really miss you.”

WELL HERE YA’LL GO