[Holy fucking shit. That's what he's been thinking over and over the minute he read the message. Mr. Pink is in the City, and it's like everything that was put behind him is back with a vengeance. If Pink is here, then what the fuck else is going to happen from here.
For one thing, Larry is sure he's running out of freebies at work. He asked for a half an hour, which is not as bad as the rest of the evening, but shit. These things are adding up.
Freddy is easy to spot. He's more familiar. Pink, well, you see him once and you pretty much know that mug for sure.]
Afternoon, fellas.
[In case of anyone listening, it's not a hello again or something. Mr. White is on the prowl. Brown eyes seek contact with Freddy first, like it's a quick assessment of how the wind is blowing in this little reunion. Then a look to Pink. No handshake or smile here, but he's not gonna be an ass.]
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For one thing, Larry is sure he's running out of freebies at work. He asked for a half an hour, which is not as bad as the rest of the evening, but shit. These things are adding up.
Freddy is easy to spot. He's more familiar. Pink, well, you see him once and you pretty much know that mug for sure.]
Afternoon, fellas.
[In case of anyone listening, it's not a hello again or something. Mr. White is on the prowl. Brown eyes seek contact with Freddy first, like it's a quick assessment of how the wind is blowing in this little reunion. Then a look to Pink. No handshake or smile here, but he's not gonna be an ass.]
All in one piece?