Where am I...?
Matt glanced around nervously. He'd never been here before, and wasn't sure of where exactly he was. He sat up, brushing his auburn bangs from his face, and adjusted his orange-tinted goggles.
"Lesee," he muttered to himself, "I was out on my rounds, and then I suddenly passed out..." He checked his wallet, to be sure he hadn't been
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He knew that it wasn't the current Matts he knew, he could differentiate them that well. He saw that he was alone and glanced around, approaching him.
"Hey," he nodded, "I guess you're new here, huh?"
The blonde was currently wearing his black pajama bottoms and had his hair tied back.
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"Then what are you?" he asked dangerously.
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"I'm more..." he began quietly, glancing away, "The 'supplier'..."
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"... You're a-- a pimp?" he asked in a meek voice, arms dropping from their hold on the redhead.
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Mello grit his teeth and looked away.
"I thought you were my last peice of innocence, Matt," the blonde said, hurt.
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"C'mon, Mello... I'm still the same guy..." he said, trying for another smile. "I mean, the job doesn't make the man, right? We're all the same in God's eyes, right?"
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He knew his threat was empty at the moment, but he'd fill it in mere seconds.
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He took another drag. "I'll quit when you do."
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He poked him hard in the chest.
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"We'll see," he said, "Once we get out of here, that is..."
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"You don't know how happy I am to see you..."
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"I'm happy too, doofus," he laughed.
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