1 Work by softjohn in Suicide Squad (Comics)
09 Mar 2017
“Never woulda pegged you to be a Fuze man, Flag,” Lawton drawled, appearing around the side of the bookshelf. He was tall, lean, and unfortunately attractive in a dark red shirt and a leather jacket, but any interest Rick might’ve felt when Lawton had joined DC State High two years ago had been very quickly erased by his insufferable personality. He had the attention span of a gerbil and enjoyed flicking spitballs at the teacher with uncanny accuracy. This inevitably held up the class, wasting valuable learning time.
In other words, he was an idiot.