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        >> đ„ <<       â     YâALRIGHT  ??  that was quite a tumble there  --  bit a lil more than yâcould chew  ??     â      Â
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TRASHKICK said :Â âabsolutely not. youâll pop your stitches.â
   â   OKAY  ,    SUNSHINE    ,   how   do  YOU    suggest  i    get  back   home  ,  then   ??  â  that  always  present  SARCASTIC  SMIRK  comes  to  his  face  ,  and  he  tilts  his  head  innocently.  ian  begins  to  rise  from  the  couch  ,  before  groaning  in  pain,  clutching  his  side  tightly.  itâs  quiet  ,  then  ,  for  just  a  moment  ,  which  is  a  RARITY  with  him.  after  a  moment  of  thinking  ,  he  lifts  his  head  to  look  up  at  beth  ,  HATING  the  fact  that  he  had  to  admit  -  she  was  RIGHT.  â  ...  yâknow,  on  SECOND  THOUGHT  ,  this  couch  IS  PRETTY  COMFY.  â
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sometime during his five years of retirement, john forgot about this part - coming home like this, barely making it up the driveway. the knife wound in his side aches, makeshift stitches pulling at the skin. the dog bounces around his legs, nearly tripping him on the steps.
he gets as far as a shower, stripping out of clothes so bloodstained that he knows theyâre a lost cause. the dog insists on following him around, a reassuring weight against his knees as he dumps the ruined clothes into a bag. itâs when heâs trying to decide between sleep or actually cobbling together some food that the doorbell rings, a familiar sound that fills the silence in the house.
he goes from marginally relaxed to entirely tense in under a second, retrieving the pistol from the shelves near the door and slipping it behind his back, body turned just enough away from the doorway. no police lights on the other side. itâs not jimmy. that could bode poorly.
but when he opens the door, the dog nosing at his ankles, john stops and stares for a moment. did he make some unhinged call to the continental, delirious with pain? no. he doesnât do anything that fucking senseless, or at least he hasnât for years.Â
âbeth,â he begins, and then he peers over and past her, just to be sure. there, in the dark, sits her car alone, unassuming as ever. â... whatâre you doing here?â
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    GENUINE CURIOSITY IS AN EVERY DAY OCCURRENCE, but it rarely surfaces itâs ugly head. There are times when the devil on his shoulder canât seem to resist, and the questions come regardless. Even still his manner is respectful and she need not answer if she doesnât want to.  âFeel free to ignore this, but I canât help to ask. What were you doing in the Sanctuary? Under Negan?â There is no judgment but complete curiousness. Hopefully his tone conveys that.Â
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 â of course not, â beth breathes out, and sheâs still trying to figure out why it even happened. she wasnât violent in the least, she didnât ââ she wouldnât get into a fight. while the girl may have been resilient, she wasnât violent. it was a fight; it was a beatdown. she was bleeding; covered in bruises, scrapes, and lacerations. she couldnât help but not the irony here, he was patching her up when usually the situation was reversed.  â i donât fight, i just  -  drive, dude. â
`    SHITTY DEALS ,   nobody really remembers who throws the first punch but itâs better to get your shot in where yâ can .    `      ray couldnât say much about it.   heâs never been good with close combat either ,    there was a reason he chose roof tops over a tussle in the streets.   if he could avoid getting his ass - kicked he would !       `    well ...  ---     they really loved on ya good  ...  whoever it was.   want me to clip em for ya ?       `   Â

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âYeah, well, tell that to my dead wife and kid,â he muttered under his breath.
The fifth of Jack was really doing a number on him tonight.Â
          â this is the closest I ever intend to get to hell. â
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 Well, she wasnât expecting this. In Stephâs life (or what could laughably be called that), she isnât used to familiar faces. At least, not without them in old photographs or pictures on the news. But here she is, awestruck and staring at Evanâs new friend. Beth.Â
  âOh my god.â The words come out fast, without thought. âBeth?âÂ