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❛ 𝑾𝑬'𝑳𝑳 𝑴𝑬𝑬𝑻 𝑨𝑮𝑨𝑰𝑵 ❜
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❝ 𝐫𝐨𝐛𝐢𝐧, 𝐢 𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐞, 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐩𝐨𝐧𝐬

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❝ 𝐫𝐨𝐛𝐢𝐧, 𝐢 𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐞, 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐩𝐨𝐧𝐬. ❞

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𝑪𝑶𝑳𝑫 𝑪𝑶𝑳𝑫 𝑪𝑶𝑳𝑫
𝒄𝒂𝒈𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒆𝒍𝒆𝒑𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒕

❛ darker in the day than the dead of night ❜


        𝑅𝑂𝐵𝐼𝑁 𝑁𝐸𝑉𝐸𝑅 𝑅𝐸𝐴𝐿𝐿𝑌 𝑇𝑂𝑂𝐾 her own car when they went to meets, she usually just went with Jesse, but the one time she did and had left just before Jesse and Walter, something big had happened.

Jesse told her about the incident of Tuco bringing back the now dead body of the man he beat and having his other man get rid of him. He too had threatened Walter and Jesse and seemed to be much more psychotic since El Diablo wasn't around. When Jesse was on the phone with her, he said that there was a big difference between when Robin was around and when she wasn't. So, they said from now on, Robin always goes with Jesse and Walter. El Diablo is on their side no matter what.

Since the cook's meeting spot seemed to be Jesse's house, the three were in his kitchen. Jesse and Walter standing next to each other while Robin was sat at the island. While the girl's head was in her hand with a bored look, Jesse was anxiously pacing around. "Oh, we are dead. We are dead, man! Ruto or Rute or however the hell you-"

"This is conjecture." Walter pointed out, which only aggravated Jesse more. "This is conjecture?"

"Conjecture isn't helping. We need to state the facts." Walter tried to rationalise. Robin was now looking down at her chipped black nail polish, practically ignoring Walter and Jesse. All they were doing was freaking out while Robin was trying to come up with a plan on what to do about Tuco.

"Okay, fine. Facts then. Fact A: My phone rang eight times last night. Dead air, hangs up every time. Second fact: Like three in the morning, I saw that Caddy of his cruising my neighbourhood." Jesse ranted, still panicking about this entire situation, but once again, Walter was trying to rationalise everything. "If he wanted to kill us, he would've at the junkyard."

"Are you basing that argument on the fact that Tuco has a healthy, normal, functioning brain?" Robin asked, finally speaking up.

"He literally beat a guy to death for like nothing." Jesse continued onto her point. "And that way...That way he kept staring at us and saying, 'you're done'. You know what that means? I will tell you what that means. That means exactly how it sounds, yo. Alright? We are witnesses, we are loose ends. Right now, Tuco's thinking, 'yeah, hey, they cook good meth, but can I trust them?' What happens when he decides no? It is him or us. You understand? It is him or us!"

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