“OH MY GOD YOU FUCKING SUCK!” Marcie screamed back at him, following the trajectory of the keys and vaulting the low fence to go and find the shitting things. Why did Kaden have to be like this? Why did he have to make things so fucking difficult? She looked back only once, to aggressively flip the bird with both hands before she went to search among a collection of potted plants to see where the keys ended up. Her life would be so much easier without Kaden in it. Fucking Tragos. Piece of shit-