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ON GOING
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I would like to go... Back to the old house...
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I've been waiting, I was born waiting...
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IN WHICH
Everything has changed, so all they want to do is go back to the simpler times.
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Vi x OC
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Brandy's POV~
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"You did what?" Mylo yelled.
"I'm sorry. I tried to fight him off with mouser, but ... she didn't work."
"Who saw that coming?" Only Mylo raised his hand.
"We never should have gone over there." Claggor complained.
"Will both of you be quiet? None of this is needed right now!" As always, me and Vi take lead.
"Doesn't matter. The stuff's gone. It's alright, Powder, at least you're ok."
"Ok? What about us? I get my face bashed in, and she just gets a pass?" Mylo complained as we walked into an abandoned building.
"Yup."
"Look, there's nothing we can do about it now. There's no point in complaining anymore."
We walk in the elevator and lean against the wall. Vi pulls the lever, and we go down.
"Every time. Every time she comes, something goes wrong. She jinxes every job." Mylo went on.
"What did Brandy just say, Mylo? Just drop it." Vi said, sounding tired.
The lift stops, and we walk out Vi and me put our hoods up and lead everyone to the Last Drop. I could feel people looking at us, but I tried not to look at them and continued walking.
When we walked through the doors, it was packed as usual, lights flashing gently around us. I made brief eye contact with Vander, despite my best efforts not to.
We go down to their room in the basement and sit on the chairs and sofas. I knew I would have to go home soon, so I sat on the arm of Vi's chair next to her.
