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fuck ββ fucking christ, man! euh!
( half - tugging his hat over his eyes in a panic, knocking into the nearest counter. clatterβ! )
put your dick away!
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( score! relief softens his features. he winces a little as he rummages through his pocket, knuckles protesting. )
sβcool. think my clipper still works. yβwant one?
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@rothrite ββn whatβs that mean? yβcan sense peopleβs feelings?β a remedial interpretation, but at least heβs trying. once she sets the cards down, he takes the liberty of pawing through them. βwhatβm i feeling right now?β ββ like itβs a magic trick.
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( doesnβt need to be told twice. cold fingertips pluck the lighter out of mercyβs hand, studying it closely. too closely, really. god, heβs high. )
yβwanna smoke?
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