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❝   Sure   you’re   not.   ❞   She   didn’t   believe   him,   not   even   for   a   second,   but   she   did   join   him   after   a   moment   of   hesitation.   ❝   Since   you’re   not   drunk,   why   don’t   you   give   me   that?   ❞   She   reached   over,   plucking   the   bottle   from   him   and   bringing   it   to   her   nose   to   see   just   what   it   was   she   was   dealing   with.   ❝   Woah!   ❞   Her   eyes   widened   in   shock.   If   he   wasn’t   drunk   now,   he   was   well   on   his   way   judging   from   the   amount   that   was   left   in   the   bottle.   ❝   Are   you   crazy?   You   don’t   need   to   be   drinking   this   stuff.   Okay.   You’re   not   getting   that   back   …   EVER.   ❞

❝  hey  ,  i’m  a  big  guy  .  takes  a  lot  to  get  me  going  .  ❞   spencer  confesses  ,  albeit  a  stream  of  nonsensical  slurring  ,  akin  to  the  fatigued  mumble  manifested  through  slumber  .  that’s  the  issue  with  spencer’s  unspoken  attachment  to   drinking   ,  he’d  have  a  first  glass  out  of  boredom  ,  then  the  second  out  of  thirst  ,  then  a  third   &   it  continues   until  his  ghostly  figure  dipped  the  cushions  of  the  couch   &   he’d  sleep  through  until   birdsong   .  it  was  a  habit  unbroken   &   she’d  so  happened  to  witness  it  first - hand  .  spencer  cares  little  for  embarrassment  acquired  in  the  tremors  of  drunken  demeanour  ,  his  mind  elsewhere  ,   &   heavy  frame  unceremoniously  positions  himself  ,  slack  ,  against  the  comfort  of  familiar  sofa  .  spencer  pauses  ,  fabricating  an  extension  of  his  sentiments  that  resembled  logicality  .   ❝  we  had  something  good  ,  didn’t  we  ,  rosi  ?    ----    the   start  of  it   ,  at  least  .  ❞

❝ believe me, if i knew who it was – i wouldn’t be standing here. ❞ she reached up a hand and pressed the back of it to the blood currently running from her nose.  ❝ i NEVER saw them coming. ❞ rosita wanted to laugh at the irony of the situation. they were always supposed to watch their backs but she lets her guard down for a second and this is what happens? karma was a real bitch.

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🔫 He backed up to look at her, a small nod in mutual realization. “If it is, we’re already in it.” That left whether or not anyone knew yet and how far it ranged. How long they had been in it. Carl peered over a small stack of boxes, pulling one slightly closer to him to be able to widen his view of behind the oddly placed stack. His eye landed on a thin wire, hardly noticeable as it took the color of the floor it rested above. “Shit.” He backed up and repositioned the crate to keep it from falling over, moving in line with whatever was stacked along and peeking through any openings.

Reaching the end of one side, wire followed down to it, he knelt to identify what it led to, returning to his feet within a few seconds to turn back to Rosita and nod again to her. “I’d say so.” He pointed to where he was standing near her moments before, leading his arm down to where he stood now. “Got wire back there. It leads back here. They’ve got some smoke bombs and air horns back here. Looks like the wire splits off to connect it all… Might be more of it than what I saw.” He hurried back to her, keeping as close to the spots he’d already walked through as possible. “I doubt it’s all back there - the wire. That’s gotta be just to hide it. Rest of it could be in more open spots, on a staircase, near supplies… Somewhere someone would trigger it.”

It sucked, but he had a feeling if either of them were going to trigger an alarm, it was going to be him. While both of them could only be so careful, Rosita’s range of vision was larger than his. Just a tiny bit too far to the right of his vision and Carl could have been in contact with the final part of the trap that set it off - the first part being them being there at all. “If they’ve got people in here right now… they might not even need to wait for anything to go off to find us. You got any explosives on you?”

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❝ no, YOU take it. ❝ she pushed the bottle of water back in the other woman’s direction. ❝ you think i haven’t been watching you run yourself into the ground? i might be a hothead, but i AM capable of seeing things around me and i’ve been seeing you NOT take care of yourself. so if you won’t do it, i’ll do it for you – TAKE IT. ❝ this time, she added a pointed look as she nudged the water bottle in carol’s direction, making it clear that she wouldn’t be taking ‘NO’ for an answer.