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[personal profile] adroiter 2021-07-23 11:11 pm (UTC)(link)
what the hell?
YEAH you need a license to drive!


[he figured she was nuts, cause what kind of person just goes around stabbing people? especially people as good-looking and charming as him? but he doesn’t get all of this yelling, man. he’s trying to do a good deed! get his karma right!]

’cuz it was spur of the moment, that’s why! my life was in danger, so i cut my losses and got outta there! you ever had someone stab you for no reason?? it’s scary!
then i started to think about it…
and i felt kinda bad, yeah? i kept thinking, “man, what if she needs this, or she has a family to feed or something?”
it really bugged me
so i decided to find you and give it back!
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[personal profile] adroiter 2021-07-23 11:32 pm (UTC)(link)
[a NARC]

i can put up with a lot of insults, but i’m not a narc!
hey wait what the
someone PAID you to stab me???
who?


[he tries to think of a woman who he’s dated who talks a lot, and his brain does that thing Google does when it tells you it has millions of responses]

doesn’t ring a bell
what’s she look like?
kinda an overreaction…
most girls just key my car or throw a drink in my face ☹️ things really have changed
oh well
at least i got to meet you!
can i give you back your wallet yet?
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[personal profile] adroiter 2021-07-24 12:01 am (UTC)(link)
c’mon, i’m not a narc! i got a code of ethics!
“that type?” whoa! youve got the wrong idea about me! i told you we started off all wrong
not like i was married to whoever this is
never knocked anyone up either
and my hair is pretty nice, huh? thanks! 😘
whatever i did, i guarantee it’s not enough to hire some hot lady to kill me! i’m not THAT bad, geez…
i gotta stop picking up girls who don’t blink when you talk to em… you think i woulda learned my lesson the first couple of times!
anyway
youre already breakin confidentiality by talking to me, right?
at least let me treat you to coffee or something, for going thru all the trouble of stabbing me and losing your wallet
swear i’ll leave you alone after that!
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[personal profile] adroiter 2021-07-24 12:17 am (UTC)(link)
[hm… he sort of feels like this sudden turnaround is a lead-in to another stabbing.

but #yolo or whatever]


hey, i care!
just not as much as she did, i guess
whoever this is…
ill pick you up!
heyyyy you arent gonna stab me again are you? not trying to pull a fast one right? haha
just making sure 😅
almost needed stitches the last time!
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[personal profile] adroiter 2021-07-24 12:54 am (UTC)(link)
you threatened to cut off my balls…
i’m protecting my assets!


[which ex??? god. he’s wracking his brain]

could i get a hint
what color was her hair, or

you know what nevermind 🤷‍♂️ i’m considering it settled
i figure she’ll show up again cuz you didnt manage to kill me anyway 😅
yeah yeah it’s my treat!
im not gonna ask you to coffee and not pay
i’m not that kinda guy!
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[personal profile] adroiter 2021-07-30 11:12 pm (UTC)(link)
[Zidane stares at the message for a while, brow furrowed. Weird, he thinks, abrupt! He folds to flattery pretty easily, but he's run a good scam in his day, and he knows when he's being scammed.

This woman probably had an arrest record a mile long, he thinks. But she was hot, and so...

He heads to the address she gave him. It doesn't match the one on the driver's license she'd purported not to need, and so he is unsurprised when he slows to a stop in front of a park. It's a nice park at least, not shady, and he waves to her brightly, either ignorant of or deliberately not paying attention to the look on her face. The knock on the rear windshield makes him jump a little though, and he cranes his head around to look at what she's carrying, even as he pops the trunk for her. Nondescript, suspicious garbage bag, and it's got some heft to it, with the awkward way she's lugging it... his brow knits in confusion and something about his gaze sharpens into something more alert. He isn't really worried, but his whole personality aside, he's no dummy.

Her demand when she gets in the car, as a result, is met with a half-hearted shrug.]
Whew, hello to you too!

[He doesn't glance over his shoulder again. Instead he opens his glove compartment, and hands her the wallet — still intact and undisturbed, as he had promised.] See? Told ya. I kept it safe and sound!

[A beat of silence follows this, then he asks, casual:] What was in that bag? It looked pretty heavy. I coulda hopped out and helped you with it!