𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐨𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧
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❘ ❙ ❚ . .in which an infamous criminal
known for her unmatched skill and
a low-life drug dealer team up with
their old high school chemistry teacher
or
jesse fall...
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❝ 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐣𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞? ❞
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𝑳𝑰𝑻𝑯𝑰𝑼𝑴 𝒏𝒊𝒓𝒗𝒂𝒏𝒂
❛ i'm so ugly, that's okay, 'cause so are you ❜
𝑇𝐻𝐸𝑅𝐸 𝑊𝐸𝑅𝐸 𝑆𝑂𝑀𝐸 𝐼𝑆𝑆𝑈𝐸𝑆 with the RV that morning when the three were going to cook. The issues being that the RV wouldn't start. They really had nowhere else to cook since both Walter and Robin's place were completely off limits, so they went with Jesse's basement. It wasn't perfect, but it was the next best thing.
Robin was downstairs, unpacking one of the boxes they had used to carry a bunch of equipment downstairs. It was just some of the beakers and flasks, so she was setting up the cooking supplies when suddenly, there was a large bang and she saw the barrel of methylamine fall down the stairs. "What part of slow it down did you not understand?!"
"What are you talking about?! It's heavy, man! It got away from me." She heard Jesse exclaim as he ran down the stairs after the barrel. Walter had come down the steps too so he could help Jesse push it into the room more. Robin just watched as the two struggled to get it in the room.
"You're not gonna help?" Jesse asked the girl, who's chin was resting in her hand.
"I am helping!" Robin defended herself as she took a singular beaker out of the box and put it down on the table. Jesse sent her a sarcastic smirk and Robin only returned a small smile, teasing him.
"If you two are done giving each other lovey eyes, Jesse, please make sure your real estate agent doesn't come back." Walter spoke, which earned an eye-roll from Robin. Walter seemed to do this a fair amount, but Robin and Jesse were just close. There wasn't anything near romantic going on with them. Nothing romantic at all.
Right?
Yeah, nothing.
"Oh shit, I don't know. I'll make damn sure she doesn't." Jesse began to dial his real estate agent's number as he complimented Walter. "Good call, yo."
Jesse had to leave a message for his real estate agent since she didn't pick up the phone. It wasn't ideal, but it was the best he could do right now. Jesse, Walter and Robin had made pretty good time making their batch. It went just as smoothly as it normally does, more so even. They actually had space to move around since there wasn't three people cramped in an RV.
