Chapter 15

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Chapter 15

Here you go everyone!

Warning: OOC, random craziness, Error past dark abuse, many other troubles if mention, cursing, killing, dark themes, sexual interaction and themes, racism mention, stuff children/teen shouldn't do, profanity, self-harm, suicidal moments, cheating, violence, smoking, drugs, alcohol, guns mention, animal death, cringe, bullying, yandere, musical/singing moments and bad flirts.

Error/Moxxie speaking/speaking/singing

Voices/Text/Flashback/Singing

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"Thank Mox."

"About outside. "

"You were quiet unlike these two." Millie glares at Blitz, Striker across the table. Half away now drinking her coffee, along with grabbing the piece of cooked bacon Mox laid on Millie table. All of them are in Millie apartment.

Once upon a time it used to be the norm. Fun. Talkative. Now sometimes it is filled with tension depending on who is in the room.

If it is like Blitz and Striker situation on the spot.

Once two decent boss and employee. Would have say a possible friendship to form. Now distrust, weariness, push the other button and coldness.

"Going to the store. Will pick you up some of extra bacon."

"Thanks Mox. See if they got any thin cuts this time." Millie looks at Blitz as he reaches out to grab bacon. A lot of it. "So, B ready for another week of work."

"Damn right making Monday our pet!" Blitz munching on the bacon.

Striker twitches as he knows they are making that sound on purpose, specks of bacon bit hitting his cheek when they get to close. Also, he took a lot of bacon.

"Got to do anything Mil? Gotta goes get these others?"

"I'm mostly set."

"Sweet. Hey Mox, you should come to the office. See your bright voice and nagging look."

"Pass." Present two 'doggy bags' with bacon for the other girls. "Here."

"See this shows you care."

"For Millie headache." The last thing she probably wants to hear is arguing.

"Mix signals but will take it!" Swipe the bags. "Still a dick moves the other day."

"Go complain to the rats."

"I did and stabbed a few! This bacon, cheese and hot sauce able to get the taste ou-Millie, you bitch your supposed to be my buddy!" Sees the Bangtail Whisky almost hidden by the counter.

"Back, that mama spice."

"You can share!"

"Maria in town you go beg to her."

"I gladly will."

"Bolt with her."

"Why don't you keep twisting my dick, Mox? That bitch has it out for me! You probably get a discount for him."

"Well, good luck and no." Point at Striker. "This one already had to pay double."

"Worth it." Flick some meat out of their teeth towards Blitz. Smirk at the growl he sent them.

Blitz standing up. "No, we should get going. Got a busy day at the best business around. Just like someone else should go to work."

Striker standing up next. Eyes not leaving Blitz at all. "If you're asking to trade Blitzy. Be my guest."

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