[ anne arrived and jack arrived and she hadn't questioned it at all, because truly nothing else makes sense. leaving her own name behind hasn't much occurred to her, but she's always been less concerned about her own reputation, despite the way she very much has one. ]
[ she rolls her eyes (affectionate) when he tsks her. ]
I don't want a career in this shithole. [ imagine anne as a server in a restaurant. who would allow that. please scheme their way out of debt, jack, for the good of diners everywhere. ]
What about you? [ she fiddles with more of the knobs - still tentative, still remembering his warning about not blowing it the fuck up. she gets the wipers off and grins a little to herself about figuring out that much. ]
You all right? I bet your head's fucking spinning.
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[ she rolls her eyes (affectionate) when he tsks her. ]
I don't want a career in this shithole. [ imagine anne as a server in a restaurant. who would allow that. please scheme their way out of debt, jack, for the good of diners everywhere. ]
What about you? [ she fiddles with more of the knobs - still tentative, still remembering his warning about not blowing it the fuck up. she gets the wipers off and grins a little to herself about figuring out that much. ]
You all right? I bet your head's fucking spinning.