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He waited, tense and on guard until it was clear that she wasn't going to swing at him again. "Stay down if you can't even walk, Aimee..." He said with a sigh. He lowered the mop and went back to cleaning. "I told you I could order you food before you went crazy for a minute. The offer still...

He was expecting some calm and quiet, but this girl was just... Set on fucking up the first job opportunity he had gotten. He liked bars damnit! Even shitty ones. He wanted to help, also, did she and her issues have to get in the way?. He watched her wrench the door open, breaking the lock, and...

What men were out there assuming women were hungry? Because Grisham hadn't met many of them in his lifetime. This young woman was clearly... Not well, and very drunk, and he did not have the time for this. "I was going to order you food? But no, I don't even know what a Scion is. I'm trying to...

"No it isn't! If you're going to throw shit around, at least own up to it. Tsk... Are you hangry or something? Did you have anything to eat before you inhaled that bottle??" He asked, coming out of the bathroom and pulling out his phone. He opened one of those apps to order food online. For...

Okay, he wasn't expecting that. He was, not, expecting a glass bottle to fucking EXPLODE against the wall. He jumped back and turned around to snarl at Aimee. "What the FUCK kid?. Grab a stool and sit your ass down while you tell the story. I'm listening, I promise, but don't make my job here...

He almost DID fuck off. But he did an old man thing and pulled a small facemask from a pocket in his jacket. The smell was... Slightly more bearable then. He got to work, found the cleaning supplies and something that should work to unclog whatever had died in them. Ugh ... He was glad he had...

Grisham did his best not to cringe. He... Was definitely terrified of whatever was in those toilets if people would rather piss out here often enough for it to stink. But he's given it a good honest try. "Want to tell me about that... Story you mentioned, someplace that burned down?" He told...

Oh, really?? Kóri nodded. It was true the mention of poison had surprised him a little. But Lark made it clear what he meant pretty fast. So... Not too bad!. Their first free round in Lutetia. Even if it was most likely out of pity, it still counted. They looked over the menu that they couldn't...

Age is only a number was enough of a good joke to Grisham that he smiled into his glass. Aimee's response wasn't a surprise, nor was it her expression when he mentioned he actively wanted to live someplace with wolves. But eh, his eyes would be a dead giveaway soon if they weren't already. For...

What did, indeed, bring him into town? And what did he want to tell to the first person he had a proper chat with?. "I think I just want to... Settle? In a way. Stay someplace for more than a few months, or a couple of years. Lutetia seemed as good a place as any. With a good amount of wolves...

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He didn't notice her particular smell over the local stench. Jesus, this place could really use a deep cleanup. He also wasn't expecting the woman, or girl, to talk to him first. But oh well... She was relatively nice about it at least. She was drinking whiskey, so maybe that was good. He...

They nodded and firmly gripped Lark's hand before shaking it. Their smile turned into a grin and they relaxed a little. It was true, Thorje was small in spirit, lonely and bitter. And he insisted on taking it out on anyone who would let him. "I'm very new! And your name is cool. Sounds...

It didn't make sense to deny it, they certainly didn't feel loyalty towards their uncle. And had no desire to protect him. "Yes, he did... He was upset about some things I did not understand. But uh, I am happy you intervened!. My name is Kóri. I moved here last week." They said, smiling at...

Oh! It was the wolf from earlier. Kóri had been so deep in their self induced and slow growing panic that they hadn't even noticed the smell. And they were sitting pretty close. Not a win for their survival instincts. "I'm, um. I had to leave... In a hurry?. Sorry I didn't see you. Thank you...

When Kóri came back out from the back of the shop, the wolf was gone. And Thorje's mood worsened by the hour as time went on. They worked as quietly as they could, walking on eggshells and helping customers just the way he had taught them. But... It just didn't work. Nothing they did was enough...

If it had been anyone else, Thorje may have argued about how whether the paint stripper worked was not the point. But obedience and discipline were. But yeah, that would not fly with this one. And nobody enforced any standards, tsk. "Yeah sure, go dry yourself off and eat something, Kori." He...

The change in their uncle's expression was almost worth getting soaked in the rain. Almost. But Kóri took their chance and slipped back inside, fast, while their uncle shot the guy an alarmed look and fake-smiled. "Not all of you! Just... Kóri not doing their job." He explained, trying to pin...

They had gotten as far as right in front of the shop's entrance before they stopped. And so Thorje found Kóri just staring at the rain outside, ladder in hand. "You can stop being useless anytime now!" He said. Well, he almost barked it. They were pretty sure some spit hit their cheek. Which...

The name of the bar already didn't give any high hopes that it would be even close to classy. But this?... Grisham wrinkled his nose as he came in. He cursed, once again, his enhanced sense of smell. It just meant he could never escape how disgusting people were. Anywhere was better than the...