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“Wouldn’t you like to know?” He asked her back, placing a mysterious lilt into the end of his words. But he ruined it by grinning. He didn’t have secrets from Hazel, not really. He hadn’t exactly been hiding the liquor from her, but from Halo. It just hadn’t come up yet. “You just can’t reach the good spots, instead, shortfry” He teased her back.

He chuckled at her admiration. “Appreciate it. Halo would have me digging latrines for a week if she knew.” He said, unaware himself that Halo knew exactly who had snagged her bottle of strong stuff. As she grabbed the bottle, he blinked at the gentleness of her words. Caught by surprise. “Yeah well, by my reckoning you're stuck with me. No one else would put up with my shit.” He said, grabbing the bottle from her and holding it up. “To us. Because no one will become between us. Mostly because no one else wants us.” He gave her a grin and took a deep sip. Coughing seconds later as it bubbled out of his nose.


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