*Locked from a certain Chinese son of a bitch*

[secondaryworld]

Holy shit you holier-than-thou rich little fuck. Preach to me about an honest day's work - fucking bullshit. Fucking ridiculous. You're the one fucking sitting on the street eating a shitty fucking burger. I hope you choke on the next one and die, you motherfucking prick

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[i_will_struggle]

I can't offer you a job, I can however, offer my condolences that you met that massive prick of a human being.

[secondaryworld]

Oh yeah. Trust me. I'm sorry too.

[cooknthegang]

That was some really excellent swearing, Ramirez. I bet whoever it was for feels really bad now and also slightly suspicious of ordering another hamburger, but they don't know why and it really bugs them, and they tell themselves they're just being silly, but the feeling still nips at them, like an ice cube melting down the back of their shirt.

Oh! I got a present for you! I think you'll like it, maybe. Or maybe you'll think it's stupid, but you won't say so to my face. Whichever.

[secondaryworld]

Effy, you have no idea how much you just cheered me up. You're the best. I owe you... I don't know. What normally cheers you up? I owe you a lot of that. And a kiss too.

The present is just the icing on the cake. I'll be home later, meet me there?

[cooknthegang]

Oh, you know me. I like everything!

And totally. The gift will be wrapped with a perfectly symmetrical bow by the time you get home!

[freida_stone]

You know I always have space if you need somewhere to stay. Can't help with the job, though. Sorry!

[rozgregson]

What?

Who? When? And why?