Between Larenz’s screams and Shaw’s yammers, Hazard had a sudden, vivid fantasy of smashing his head through the glass and, if he were lucky, cutting his jugular in the process. Instead, he gritted out, “Child lock.” “Well, yeah, I mean, North is definitely in some sort of state of arrested development, and I guess calling it child lock is actually pretty accurate. That’s why I have to be the responsible one, you know, like doing surprise cheese-checks and making sure his salad gets tossed, which did you know actually has another meaning, and one time we were visiting this guy in prison and—”
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