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[bramblesgaveway]

[tinsoldiered]

Yeah. I might be.

Well, I'm awake. You know. Working on cases. Slinking around in the shadows. It's a 24-hour job.

[bramblesgaveway]

[tinsoldiered]

Need more space. Feel like I'm living in a shoebox.

So I guess ushering you into my unmarked white van is out of the question?

[antibyron]

[tinsoldiered]

Two bedroom. Hardwood floors, I think. You deal with apartments?

[antibyron]

[tinsoldiered]

Well, I know it's an odd time to be looking for one, so if you could ask around-or better yet, give me some names and I'll ask around myself, that'd be great. I don't want to be an inconvenience, but I'd really appreciate it.

[xwhatbigteethx]

Well well, do my eyes deceive me? Has little miss sunshine been throwing you some pity scraps of attention? You can't actually expect me to believe a girl like hat is honestly interested in the bionic man act.

Course, I guess you'll take whatever you can get, in your condition.

[tinsoldiered]

I never knew you were a fan of passive-aggression, Easy. You always going to hide behind your Compendium when you feel like baiting me, or are you going to say it to my face?

[xwhatbigteethx]

Well pardon me, officer - my momma raised me better than to go picking on the handicap.

Just wouldn't be proper, see.

[tinsoldiered]

When you decide to stop listening to your mother, you know where to find me.

[whynded]

[tinsoldiered]

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Nothing. I just need more space.

[whynded]

[tinsoldiered]

[...]

No. I promise. I'm not getting evicted.