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[crimeatthetime]

Sweet girl, that Trinity.

[astrongerbeacon]

Shut up.

[crimeatthetime]

You know, I technically can't shut up if I'm not speaking.

[astrongerbeacon]

Put down the pen. Step away from the journal. I don't care.

At the time, letting her draw a cat seemed like the best way to get her to STOP TALKING AT ME. If I let you draw a cat now, will you do the same?

[crimeatthetime]

[astrongerbeacon]

You're hilarious.

[crimeatthetime]

Aren't I though?

[After a few seconds of 'silence']

[Also, locked to Martin]

I need a favor.

[Locked]

[astrongerbeacon]

You might have considered asking me that before the mockery and annoyance.

What?

[Locked]

[crimeatthetime]

You're going to dislike me either way.

Look--

I can't leave Chicago.

Whatever happens--look after Rachel and Dusty for me. Please.

[Locked]

[astrongerbeacon]

What the hell. Should I even ask why

I was kind of planning on that anyway. You're not planning on getting shot in the face and dumped in the lake, are you?

Not that I care personally, you understand.

[Locked]

[crimeatthetime]

But Mouse, you are not alone,
In proving foresight may be vain:
The best laid schemes of mice and men
Go often askew,
And leaves us nothing but grief and pain,
For promised joy

[Locked]

[astrongerbeacon]

That is the opposite of an answer.

[Locked]

[crimeatthetime]

I have no plans to die.

Chicago doesn't exactly care about plans.