
Rhys: I lost like, 27 pounds.

Vaughn: oh my god. what is your secret?

Rhys: . . .

Rhys: I had my arm ripped off.
oh … right. (x)

Rhys: I lost like, 27 pounds.

Vaughn: oh my god. what is your secret?

Rhys: . . .

Rhys: I had my arm ripped off.
oh … right. (x)