𝐍𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚃—𝐂𝙸𝚃𝚈'𝚂 𝐁𝐄𝐒𝐓
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ᅠ if i will lose, you're free of charge at my clinic. deal? ᅠ

she shifted in her seating position. just slightly. her mouth pulled into a small grin. “kid? no, way. and here i thought you couldn’t have been a day over thirty.”




ᅠ i ain't no johnny silverhand, sugar. afraid you're going to lose? ᅠ

ᅠ not the first time it's going to be like that. bring it on, choom. ᅠ

ᅠ when you say it like that, i may actually take you up for a challenge. ᅠ

she kept a reasonable distance from the fixer and sat on the L couch, horizontally opposite her. so, three minutes? that was fine. she leaned back, arm stretched over the back of the couch. “i’m vi.” she glanced at the large bouncer at the doorway, then back to rogue.

ᅠ aye. count me in. ᅠ x.com/fixerdealing/s…



ᅠ ᅠ 〝 damn, someone stood up the Queen of the Afterlife ? sheesh — 〞 Not a jab at her of course, just … surprised is all. Walking past, I’d give Waylan a nod of acknowledgment before plopping on the couch. 〝 not here on biz, just wanted to hang — 〞 ᅠ ᅠ






