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[cautionarytale]

I'm taking a survey.

What did everybody do for a job before, you know, coming here?


[private to Howie; added later]

I think I had girl talk. Does that count as making a friend?

Comments

private

[cautionarystory.livejournal.com]

Cool.

Re: private

[christ-onabike.livejournal.com]

It fucking is.

Talking of which, if you're ever short of booze or cigarettes, come to me. I can sort something out for a price.

Private

[lt-n-uhura.livejournal.com]

No, you will not.

What you do is not "cool." Stop selling it as such.

Re: Private

[christ-onabike.livejournal.com]

Oh... shit. I forgot you cou... fuck.

Hey, I was honest with her. She made that decision herself.

Private

[lt-n-uhura.livejournal.com]

I don't care about that part, Paddy. I care about your offer to sell things to her.

Your days as a dealer are OVER.

Re: Private

[christ-onabike.livejournal.com]

...

It was a casual mention. Come on, someone's going to be the go-to man around here, why not me?

Private

[lt-n-uhura.livejournal.com]

Because I said so.

Private

[christ-onabike.livejournal.com]

...A brilliant moment of fucking reasoning from the warden there.

Private

[lt-n-uhura.livejournal.com]

When you stop listening to reason, I stop giving it.

Private

[christ-onabike.livejournal.com]

...fuck you.

Re: Private

[lt-n-uhura.livejournal.com]

Stop being a child.

private

[cautionarystory.livejournal.com]

I'll keep that in mind.

Re: private

[christ-onabike.livejournal.com]

...

Sorry, forgot the warden can read this shit. My bad.

private

[cautionarystory.livejournal.com]

Oh well.