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[notashortbean]

One Ed in the bar, boots on the table and chair tilted slightly back. He is completely fucking bored, and there seems to be no cure for it.

Someone give him something to do? This is one genius you never want to leave to his own devices.

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[notashortbean]

"I don't know who you are," Ed says, grabbing onto Ky's shirt. "But you need to sit the hell down and stop this mess."

[notashortbean]

"Yes, you are." Ed kicks a chair out from underneath the table. "Sit. NOW."