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[repairedbywebs]

I beg to ask - how are the enabled and the enablers faring tonight? Good? Badly? I thought as much.

Or the loud and violent?

Perhaps we all need a civics lesson in how to live together in harmony with our neighbors. Allow me to emphasize, then.

Be. Quiet.

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[reaping_havoc]

Saya.

Question.

[repairedbywebs]

Yes?

[reaping_havoc]

Did you at some point fuck somebody in, around, next to, nearby, or on top of my car?

[repairedbywebs]

Why would you think that?

[reaping_havoc]

Scholar smelled it. I already interrogated Daisy just short of torturing the information out of her, and I sure as fuck wouldn't do anything like that, not in my car. And that just leaves you.

[repairedbywebs]

Socrates' nose always did have issues.

Who would I sleep with?

[reaping_havoc]

Fuck, I don't know. I don't keep up with your boyfriends. I don't give a shit who it was, I just want to know whether you did it.

[repairedbywebs]

I dated your boss, and am currently single.

[reaping_havoc]

That doesn't answer shit.

[repairedbywebs]

You think I would sleep with someone outside a relationship?

I swear it to you, no hands have touched my breasts nor cock in my cunt.

[reaping_havoc]

...Yeah, okay. Graphic.

You promise you didn't do anything to the car?

[repairedbywebs]

I did nothing to the car that hasn't involved the hood or the lightboard.

[reaping_havoc]

....What about those parts?

[repairedbywebs]

You asked me for enhancements and repairs, didn't you?

[reaping_havoc]

I...guess, yeah.

[repairedbywebs]

Well then.

You have your answer.

I shall speak to Socrates on the matter of the smell.