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β β β [ eyes scan his face. he scoffs, leaning in further. ] answer.
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β β β β β β β AND ππππππππ.
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β β β . . . i see. well uh.. i'm sure you've got something else to do besides flipping a detective off.
β β β [ he looks around for a moment, taking in the way she's made this space hers... ]
β β β right. [ hesitant to lay. maria isn't here. it's not like,,, i mean she'sβ it's fine. ]
β β β [ he decides on it, moving to lay down on the bed first, scooting ++
β β β [ he smiles softly back, nodding his head a bit. ] pleasures all mine. [ putting his badge back into his coat pocket, face fixing into that stern detective look. ]
β β β i had a few questions about your employer, actually. do you have some spare time? ++
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β β β β β β at least my rage is red
β β β β β β it's the closest to love
β β β β β β β that you'll ever get.
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β β β [ a curt nod, hands move to guide her, continuing to allow her at his side. ]
β β β uhmβ¦ yes. i wouldnβt mind helping you into bed.