"We're not gonna buy into their shit," Drake says firmly, his gaze locked with Jesus' brighter blue one. "So they went for a weak spot, everybody's got 'em. It landing doesn't have to take us out. I know why you're here. You don't need to keep proving you care when everything you do does already. Okay? I don't need to fuck you to believe it, and we're not letting them pull the strings like that. It's just an ad. It hit, but that's not on you."
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