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“So who’s your pick off the bat?”
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Amphora wasn’t quite sure where she was and wasn’t allowed to go, and it felt tedious to keep asking her escort about specific places. The Tower was just so big, it was impossible to even know all it held. As she wandered, she suddenly found herself in a parking lot just as an absolutely beautiful motorcycle was parked. “Oh my gosh,” she breathed out as she stared at it. “Is that yours?” She’d never seen something so sleek in real life.
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“M-Motorcycle still not up for sale yet?”
Mako’s soda was done, so he now had a milkshake with a wafer straw in his hand. He was definitely going to have a stomachache, but so what? What was it gonna do? Kill him? “So,” he said as she turned to face one of the taller men in the lobby, “whose dad are you?”
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Flashback (110th Victor’s Ball)
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Chip’s arms felt like two blocks of cement as he reached up to pull a bottle of champagne off the bar shelf. The bubbly was doing nothing to help his nausea, but he assumed he was on the brink of shutting his brain down completely. He’d love it.
After popping the cork off, he turned to see someone else on the other side of the bar. “V-Victor pay isn’t wh-what it used to be,” he muttered before chugging some of the drink. This shit was supposed to be for celebrations? Took all he had not to throw it right back up. Fucking disgusting.
He took a few sips more and then looked at the other person under the squint of heavy lids. A sponsor. One who’d contributed to him. “R-Reall-lly, dude? M-Me over M-Marcia? Or Gr-Grace? Wh-Who sucked your cock th-that good to m-make th-that fucking choice?”
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“What’s your drink of choice on launch day?” she asked the sponsor, a tablet in one hand with Honey’s vitals and location constantly updating on the home screen. “It has to be something celebratory. Especially since it looks like you made a good choice in Honey.”
Poppy hadn’t worn heels in months, but her stylists were quickly getting her used to them. She was on the way back to her floor from the interview when she spotted a familiar face in the lobby. A face that owed her. “What do you say, Dale?” she asked as she approached, with a stylist running after her, asking to at least have her blazer back. “Think I’ll win?”
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Chip had taken over a viewing room television to connect to a game controlled on his phone. He had his laptop open on the coffee table, still streaming the Games live there as he weaved his virtual car through a new race. “R-Room’s taken,” he announced when he heard someone open the door.
