[ It’s not a small thing to offer, is it? Gabe tilts his head, cycling his tech to watch Noth even though he can’t make eye contact anymore and it’s exhausting to always pretend. But that’s the game, in the end. You do what you have to. Otherwise, you just fucking die. He thinks about what Noth told him before, when Gabe was hungover and snippy. The things underneath that. Witches and their servants. Being kidnapped.
Shit happens. Doesn’t make it right, just expected.
He exhales. ]
You’re too honest for this place. Yeah, I’ll take another beer.
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Shit happens. Doesn’t make it right, just expected.
He exhales. ]
You’re too honest for this place. Yeah, I’ll take another beer.