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[teetheyes]

Keeping it short: Thanks.

I heard you ladies came looking for me. I don't like other people fighting my battles you know.

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[beer-over-blood.livejournal.com]

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[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

What's the damage.

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[beer-over-blood.livejournal.com]

Nothing I couldn't heal with a steak, my relationship and your queer fucking cactus looks like it wants to eat shit and fucking die.

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[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

Oh shit. Bastardina.

.......

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Sorry.

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[beer-over-blood.livejournal.com]

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Just so you know.

They think it's some fucking bloke named John.

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[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

They need a little more creativity.

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[beer-over-blood.livejournal.com]

All I fuckin' told them was that he was blond and blue eyed and wearing fucking clothes, and had the limey way of speaking.

But nothing about his age or anything.

So fucker, you owe me. You better have caught the fucking bastard after he came here on Christmas, or I'm giving you a fucking black eye.

[glock30.livejournal.com]

[glock30.livejournal.com]

When you say fighting you make it sound so... negative.

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[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

I did catch up to him, eventually.

Did they break your shades?

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

From the looks of it, third degree is pretty fucking negative.

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[beer-over-blood.livejournal.com]

...thank fucking Christ, no.

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[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

Good. I'm coming in tonight.

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[beer-over-blood.livejournal.com]

Okay. Now you have to fucking help me fix shit with Faye.

[glock30.livejournal.com]

That's not--

Shut up.

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[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

Did you ever exchange gifts?

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

No. Why is this so important to you.

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[beer-over-blood.livejournal.com]

Fucking hell, Cor, I haven't left the house after I came home the day after my fucking interrogation.

[glock30.livejournal.com]

Why is keeping something like this a secret so important to you?

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[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

Did she lay a hand on you?

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[beer-over-blood.livejournal.com]

Elle fucking Driver tried to choke me!

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[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

We can start with this: where the fuck did you get the idea it was Constantine?

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[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

If Faye didn't touch you during your interrogation of all things I doubt she'll throw a right hook seeing you one-on-one again. My theory, anyway.

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[glock30.livejournal.com]

He fit the description, okay?

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[beer-over-blood.livejournal.com]

I never fucking hit her.