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14. Vegas!AU: Our characters have, who have never met, unintentionally get married after a drunk night in Vegas. They wake up the next morning and attempt to get a divorce but have to wait a week. In this week they begin to get to know each other and fall in love.

Burnie was in Vegas. He had always wanted to go to Vegas, and now here he was, in Vegas. He had come with one of his friends, Gus, but Gus had gone off to his hotel room, leaving Burnie pretty much alone. So he decided to do some sightseeing.

Which he had gotten bored with after ten minutes.

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27. My muse calls you, making nothing but pained whining and crying noises into the phone.

It was bound to happen eventually. You can’t get a reputation of being nearly invincible without people taking notice, and the people of Los Santos had certainly taken notice.

He wasn’t even supposed to be there. The bookstore had been a spur of the moment decision, one of the first things he’d done for himself outside of work in months. Ryan had imagined his death before, even anticipated it, but he’d never thought it’d be outside a bookstore, of all things.

Ryan was fairly certain that it was some rival gang; there were several of them, saying that they wanted to send a message, taunting him, telling him they thought it’d be more difficult than this. They’d only used knives and their fists, leaving him near dead before piling into dark SUVs and peeling out.

He didn’t even have the strength to feel ashamed. He wasn’t able to take on six guys, no matter how skilled he was.

24. My muse has called yours because they can’t remember who they are and they hit redial on their phone.

His hands shook as he waited for the call to connect. He had to reach over and steady one with the other while the dial tone played just to stop the trembling; he might not remember anything - like the apartment he was in, but he assumed it was his - but he knew he didn’t like to show weakness, even when nobody was there to witness it.