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⠀⠀⠀he doesn't usually get invited to holiday festivities . . . So he just sits on the back of his van smoking , watching the lights from afar .
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now he feels bad . . . but he did try to murder him so — ( he will NOT stop mentioning that . )
“ fine fine here’s my number . do you even have anything left after being thrown to prison ? “
“ uh-huh . “
he looks him up and down, rubbing his temples .
“ i can give you a number to my animal therapist . she’s VERY great and I’m sure you have the money, right ? “
tapping his chin . . .
“ and after that maaaybe we can talk . . . just not now— understand ? “
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“ I just wanted to my family proud . . “
The Lynx looked down . . Scratching the back of his head .
“ I’ll do anything to make it up to you, really . “
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nick puts on a confused face, paws gesturing around .
“ uh — no ? “
shrugging .
“ pawbert — would you be friends with a murderer ? the one who tried to kill you ? if you say yes then you may just be a . . . sheesh— nevermind . “
“ scary . hey, by the way do you know how to sign up for these banks so I could get the same credit cards ? “
he pulls one out, shaking it around .
“ gorgeous looking thing . “
then he throws it at dae, the wallet following after .
“ even if you has your guard up you wolves —