ᴀ ꜱᴇʟᴇᴄᴛɪᴠᴇ ᴏʀɪɢɪɴᴀʟ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ ᴡʀɪᴛᴛᴇɴ ꜰᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴀʟʟᴏᴜᴛ ᴠᴇʀꜱᴇ | ꜱᴇᴇ ᴘɪɴɴᴇᴅ ꜰᴏʀ ʙɪᴏ 🍻

Joined May 2018
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you donʹt get to live a 𝐛𝐚𝐝 life and have 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 things happen to you.
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can i bother u all the time
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mikey does his best to ignore his foul mood, lifting up her shirt so he can work alcohol and gauze against the wound he just jabbed with the stimpak. he carefully and gently wipes away the excess blood to get a better look as the stimpak does its job, numbing the area, parts —
the help, even if she is quite far removed from admitting it right now. "what... argh, what's the verdict, doc? do we call the priests in for my last rites?"
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of the wound mending itself together. “you’re gonna need stitches but you’ll live, seems your lucky streak continues. no calling in the priest today.”
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Cigarettes and beer needed
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fuck, walking hurts, even with most of his weight on her, each step takes all of his energy. he doesn’t dwell on her identity long. he wasn’t the biggest fan of robert house, not that anyone that lived on the strip was. guess they all should thank that courier and benny for —
to it. it makes eleanore wonder just how often this happens to the poor boy... "not much further... which ways your room?"
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taking care of him. might not have the help of mrs. house right now if they hadn’t, he probably would have met his demise in that alleyway. francine couldn’t be less bothered by his state as eleanore limps him through the doorway. “just up the stairs.” he groans, wincing —
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as they limp along through the bar towards the stairs.
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didn’t know i was fetching it for you — got some up in my room, gimme a minute .ᐟ
where the fuck is mikey with my jet, huh?
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“jane’ll be fine. she always is.” mikey knows that if anything it’s benny that needs saving, even with the promise of her getting the tops back. “i told you to stay still.” he almost scolds her as he sits on the edge of his mattress and begins to fiddle with the buttons of —
numb the area as it heals. benny falling back into the pillow again with a sigh, suddenly feeling quite dizzy. probably the blood loss. “at least… janey’s on the side with the power. even if it is the wrong one. least she’ll be safe… when all this comes crashing down.”
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her ruined shirt, now sporting a large gash, soaked in crimson that will never come out.
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|| not the purple notifs on all of my accounts im cooked
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sometimes i don’t look like a complete asshole 🤷🏻‍♂️ [ 📸 @desantocesare ]
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