Tim was feeling kind of good about the way the day was turning out. The weather was good and the bookshelf had stopped trying to give him Bridget Jone's Diary, and he had a few ideas for pranks that had been percolating. he raised his hand a little in greeting when he spotted his partner in crime.
"Nothin'. I'm bored out of my fucking mind that's all," he replied, his voice holding a gruff, annoyed tone that he never used to have. "What's it to you?"
"Oi! Jim!"
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"What?" he asked, his voice short as he glanced up with a scowl.
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"I'd been looking for you. What's wrong?"
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"Nothin'. I'm bored out of my fucking mind that's all," he replied, his voice holding a gruff, annoyed tone that he never used to have. "What's it to you?"
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"Did something happen? You seem really hacked off."
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"....you smoke?"
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"Caught me off guard is all. Um. Where's Pam?" And had he been acting this way towards her?
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He rolled his eyes at the mention of Pam. He'd gone to the hut looking for her, but she had been gone.
"Haven't seen the bitch all day," he replied.
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His jaw dropped slightly at Jim's answer about Pam.
"...What?" he managed.
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"What's with the fucking look?" he asked.
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Was Jim on drugs? Was he crazy? Head trauma? What the bloody fuck was going on?
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"Well, I just did," he replied, obviously not giving a fuck. "She's my bitch, I can say whatever the fuck I want about her."
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"...What the bloody hell is wrong with you?"
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"Nothing's wrong, I told you," he replied. "Don't you fucking listen?"
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