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for the cook to finish his job. She was starving.
The way he moved and spoke made her laugh even if she knew she shouldn't. Sad how many enemies they've both been making throughout the years.
A sigh. "Well, maybe its time to call some of my friendsβI've got one who still owes me so...~ I can make it work"
She gave him a playful wink and waited +
"Thorough?"
He made her chuckle and looked at thw phone above the edge of her cup. Her blue eyes flicked to look at him and back at the screen
"You've got so many 'friends' there. Why don't you make a call"
They both had connections everywhere "besides, last time we got kicked out of the motel"
"And you're lookin good too, hot stuff"
They make one hell of a team
A soft chuckle escapes her lips as she played with the phone in her hand.
"Foley's a good option" her grin widened and she tapped on the screen. "Less brutal too"
She snorted and sat on the short table while taking another sip.
"Yeah as if you don't know me"
She knew him too well to tease him about it, but she wouldn't call him soft. Her eyes fell on the phone. "Hm.. that was fast"
She perked her eyebrow at the offer, but she smirked back at him. Her blouse was loosely on her shoulders. Her hair a mess
"Thanks~" she took one cup and sipped
"I'll let ya sleep on the floor next time, claws" she shook her head
"Good morning~"
"I almost forgot about the healing factor"
She's surrounded by mutants who can heal themselves..
"WATCH OUβ"
He had very bad luck.
"Hello there~ you look... Familiar"
Scoffs
"Ah just the way I like it~ I've got a bottle to share"
She smirked and raised the bottle of tequila onto the bar. She wasn't expecting company but it's always better than drinking alone
Tequila only, if he wants
Does he need a drink?
"Is it okayβ?"
"Yes, I love pancakes~"
She didn't only have somewhere to put her legs on but also got breakfast?
Gets even more comfortable.
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Rests her legs on the readers thigh
"Okay, big bucket. Come 'ere!"
A woman needs a vacation sometimes.