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[handleyourshit]

  


This is Rosita.  I'll hit you back when I can.

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[handleyourshit]

What the fuck?

[hippie_ninja]

I got in a fight with a guard. [There's more to it, but the line isn't secure]

[handleyourshit]

I'm not leaving you in a zoo, Jesus.

[hippie_ninja]

I know. Just give me a couple of days.

[handleyourshit]

Two.

Less if you don't check in.

[hippie_ninja]

I can work with two.

It's going to be okay.

[handleyourshit]

It's not okay. These jackasses have no idea who you are or what you've been through, what you've done with your life. Who the fuck are they to try and stick you in a cage to rent?

[hippie_ninja]

They're the people with the power.

[For now.]

We've both been worse places. I won't have to gut up to get out of this one.

[handleyourshit]

Don't try to get cute with me. I'd rather gut up than do a lot of things.

[hippie_ninja]

Like what?

[He is, maybe, sidestepping the things she's afraid he'll have to do if he gets 'rented' by the wrong person.]

[handleyourshit]

[Jesus please.]

Listen to NSYNC ever again.

[hippie_ninja]

[This is fine.]

You didn't have a crush on any one of them? Everyone liked Joey, right?

[handleyourshit]

Hell no.

Nick Carter all the way.

[hippie_ninja]

Nick. I can see that. [He laughs lightly] Who was your favorite Spice Girl?

[handleyourshit]

Is there another choice?

Mel B.

[hippie_ninja]

...Which...one was she?

[handleyourshit]

I'm going to pretend I didn't hear that.

Scary Spice.

[hippie_ninja]

[Hands up, don't hate him for this:] I only know Victoria. David Beckham was my type.

[His smile fades.]

I'm leaving my knife here. If you could come get it--make sure no one else steals it...

[handleyourshit]

I will.

Need me to head off anyone?

[hippie_ninja]

If it's gone before you get here, blame the housekeeper.

[handleyourshit]

How'd you get a housekeeper?

[hippie_ninja]

It's just what we call the spies in the Down apartments. They're locals who report on who has visitors, who doesn't come home at night. They might actually work here, cleaning the halls...?

[handleyourshit]

How about this - and, just stick with me to the end here.

You stay put, and I'll come get the knife from you now.

[hippie_ninja]

I'm going to prison. Are you sure you want to be seen with me right now?

[handleyourshit]

There hasn't been anyone born yet that could make me refuse to know you, Jesus.