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Characters/Pairings: Angelo “Fuck YOU Chuck Austen” Espinosa
Table/Prompt: Table 1/5. Hate
Word Count: 159
Summary: There are times when Angelo really hates himself.
Warnings/Spoilers: Possible mangled Spanish.
Angelo glared at his face in the mirror, willing the loose gray skin to tighten. For a moment, he saw the folds pull back, and he saw his face as it had been. Then he was hit with blinding pain behind his eyes that made his stomach lurch and his eyeballs burn. He groaned, leaning against the wall as he fought to keep his lunch down while spots danced in front of his eyes.
“Madre mi dios...”
Folds of skin dripped over Angelo’s hand like melting wax as he rubbed his forehead. He looked at it and swore, setting the pain blazing behind his eyes again.
Angelo choked back a frustrated sob, slamming his fist into the wall.