[ he blows a puff of air through his lips and shrugs, leaning back and folding his arms over his chest. ]
sounds like a 'you' problem to me, buddy. garage can wait, we got plenty vehicles to make it through today. we need supplies.
[ a pointed smile. ]
better get moving.
[Val's arms cross over his chest as he bites at the inside of his cheek. The tone was clear, he wasn't being asked.]
Asshole. . [He mutters.]
What about the maintenance I'm supposed to do on some of the vehicles today? I go on the run I can't get everything done in the ~
... Uh huh.
[ expression drops briefly - then he's all smiles again. ]
Y'know, while you're here, Val โ
there's a few guys heading out on a run in about an hour, except one of 'em can't make it on account of the uh ... /hole/ we unfortunately had to put through his head.
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