"I believe we're good," says Russel. "Glad we had this talk. Joe, we're going."
"Fine by me," mutters Joe. "Place gives me the creeps anyway."
Russel briefly touches his brow in something not entirely unreminiscent of a salute, opens the door, and steps out into the night with Joe at his heels.
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Date: 2015-04-29 04:10 am (UTC)"Fine by me," mutters Joe. "Place gives me the creeps anyway."
Russel briefly touches his brow in something not entirely unreminiscent of a salute, opens the door, and steps out into the night with Joe at his heels.