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he’d back step towards the exit, hands fetch a stick an his lighter, placing the former upon his lips and flicking the lighter. as he turned to exit.
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“ I’ll give you a call if I get fucked up like this again. or if I need to update my chrome.”
reaching into his back pocket for a carbon fiber cigarette case, flicking it open
“it’s always nice seeing ya”
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〝 that’s what you’re paying me for, isn’t it? 〞
rain peeled off the gloves and tossed them into the trash bin in the corner, already done with the job before the words had fully left her mouth. the payment hit her account a second later.
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standing up with a wince and slight buckle. “ how much I owe you doc? ” eyes glow slightly transferring double her typical rate before he gets an answer.
“ hope that covers it ”
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“ thanks for the recommendation, but fixers don’t sleep.”
pushing elbows down to prop himself up, turning and sitting on the edge of the chair.
“ I appreciate you you know. knowing that you’d bring me back from the dead if you could is actually reassuring ”
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— patching him up piece by piece until there was nothing left to do.
once she set the last of her tools aside, she looked at him, concern finally slipping through.
〝 i know you’re probably not going to listen… but you need to rest.
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i owe maybe eighty eddies to my dad for chew – two that i'll probably never pay back, but financial literacy isn't actually hard ..
unless you're the one specific person i was talkin' about earlier.