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[spysinspades]

[He leaned his chin on one hand, lounging against the dirty wall of the alley like a king on a gilt throne.]

You'd think that, wouldn't you?

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[spysinspades]

Do they?

[He seemed bemused, lips twisting into a combination of disbelief and amusement.]

They're their own people.

I'VE MIIIIIISSED YOU BB!! \o/

[maskofhearts]

But they listen, which makes it strange. People these days don't much care for listening that I've noticed. Observation only, of course.

[All the same, there something more important to think about.]

However, question. Where can a guy take a piss around here?

I MISSED YOU TOOOOOO

[spysinspades]

[David barely suppresses the scoff, eyes wandering around the urine-stained alley.

Really?]

...There's a burger joint two doors down.

[A free offer of information, how odd. But such small things could be given - they were allowed their little debts, just not him.]

/Laaaate like woah

[maskofhearts]

Sort of hoping for something closer, but I guess that is sort of a fucked up thing to ask.

[But it was what it was.]

What do you do down here all day?

/there's no such thing as late in Jordanland!

[spysinspades]

Sit... [Not much given away there, but a smirk curls his mouth as he runs a hand over his itchy chin.]

Listen. What do you do all day?