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[b]He put it inside of his coat, and went back to drinking.[/b] "Any leads? On the murder?"
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"Not a damn clue, you?"
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"It's the same for me. I was thinking maybe... Cthulhu.. But why him..? Doesn't make a lick of sense. None of it.."
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"It ain't Cthulhu, him and his wife are in hell, chilling"
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"Ah. I got no leads. This murder case is going nowhere real fast."
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"Great, depression and an unsolved murder case, fūck me..."
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"I swing for no team, mate." [b]He said, sipping his scotch, chuckling.[/b]
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"Well, not my fault you're lucky. So far I've been fūck buddy zoned, turned down, and one of the 3 straight people on this damn ship went lesbian, God fūcking damnit. Doesn't help the last two are in relationships either..."
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"Doesn't mean I don't have friends with benefits. All women, of course. I might not likr either, but I'd rather be straight than gay, honestly." [b]He lit a cigarette with a sigh.[/b]
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"Be lucky you can get fūckbuddies. Mine went full lesbian and got with a friend of mine"
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"Rough, mate. Rough." [b]He scratched his goatee.[/b]
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"You have no idea..." [i]he says, remembering the magnet he always keeps in his duster [/i]
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"So- How many girls here are straight?" [b]He said, chuckling.[/b]
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"Like, three. And they're all taken"
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"I can hook you up, mate." [b]He said, chuckling.[/b] "All my friends with benefits are one night standers. Me being the exception." [b]He flashed a grin.[/b]
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"Not looking for a fūckbuddy, man, looking for an actual relationship. Though fūckbuddies do keep me away from depression for a night. But it's worse the day after"
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"Also might be able to hook you up with a relationship. I have tons of friends who refuse my offers. They say, I'm "too much of a player." And I have someone in mind you might want to meet, actually." [b]He smiled.[/b]
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"Well who's that, then?"
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[b]He pulled a picture from his coat, and held it out to you.[/b] "Her." https://www.google.com/search?q=cait+fallout+4+fan+art&client=safari&hl=en&prmd=inv&source=lnms&tbm=isch&sa=X&ved=0ahUKEwjpk8376ozKAhVFy2MKHSl8DG4Q_AUICCgB#hl=en&tbm=isch&q=futuristic+girl&imgrc=PK0wVgsGZcNjPM%3A
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"Well who is this?"
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"Caitlyn. Old friend of mine." [b]He said, leaning back onto the bar and stretching a bit.[/b]
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"Well, she's hot as fūck dude"
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[b]He chuckled, moaning a bit.[/b] "Same she's not a friend with benefits." [b]Jason was clearly a sex addict.[/b] "Well, she's all yours."
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"Where the hell can I find 'er?"
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"I'll text her and ask to meet- Bring you with me, and let you guys talk and such."
