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)