It's been a few weeks since they've settled in. On one hand the house has been repaired and is as solid as ever, with decorations and touches that made it feel like home. On the other hand, they were as broke as a high school student, so they had to pick up gigs here and there to make up for the eddies that they needed. With Emma having top of the line net running skills, and Salem and Rios having the boots on the ground experience it wasn't going all too bad for them.
A loud slam echoed throughout one of the small rooms of the house as pieces of wood and timber flew everywhere within the room. Emma stood there, her skin colored metallic hands visibly shaking as she let out a frustrated huff, trying to contain her rage Her eyes glowed a slight golden and yellow color as she talked to the individual on the other end of the hollo-call. "Where is our support?! The funding that we needed for this op?!" she asked through the call, her voice a mere whisper, yet was threatening to turn into a shout.
"As I have said Miss West, and as I will say once again, we're far too tight on funds right now to be able to send anything your way. So please understand that we're trying our best to get you the things you require." The feminine voice on the other end of the call maintained a professional and calm tone in response. "It shouldn't be too long now."
Emma grinded her teeth together out of anger, translating what the voice was saying into, 'Apologies, please continue to wait as we continue to not care. Thank you.' "This is the exact same thing you told me two weeks ago. I have called you twice already with the same answer. Why the fuck won't you just help us?!"
"And once again Emma, we sincerely apologize, but there's nothing we can do at the moment." The feminine voice paused, letting it sink in before continuing, "On the other hand though, are there any other requests or questions you have?"
Her irritation soared through the roof as the other individual was playing the perfect customer service role. "GO FUCK YOURSELF!!"
"Have a pleasant day Miss West, and if you have the time please go through our survey to see ho-" ,responded the kind female voice before Emma disconnected the call.
In a fit of rage, Emma lifted the table overhead and threw it with all her might out of the window, sending it crashing onto the street. As she struggled to control her breathing, the loud sounds of tires screeching and swear words could be heard from down below.
"Motherfucker, who the fuck put a table in the middle of the street?!" shouted a loud Texan accented individual. "The road ain't your fucking garbage bin!"
Without missing a second, a loud and ignorant voice chimed in, "Me! Cause I used it to fuck your mum!!"
"Excuse me!?! The fuck did you just say?!"roared the Texan back. "YOU FUCKING TAKE THAT BACK!"
"Easy choom, take it easy" ,replied a much deeper voice. "My friend here is just teasing you."
"I absolutely was not, and I most definitely fucked your mum on this very table!" the ignorant voice chimed in once again. "I used every angle of this table!"
The sounds of the engine revving up could be heard as the Texan individual screamed aloud, "I'M GOING TO FUCKING KILL YOU!?"
"I'D LIKE TO SEE YOU TRY!!"
"OH THAT'S FUCKING IT!!!"
"Choom, choom take it easy" ,intervened the deep voice. " Here's some eddies for your troubles, so please just use another road or drive around it."
The sound of tires screeching could be heard as the engine roared off into the distance, the sounds of loud swearing fading into the distance. A few moments later, while Emma was still trying to calm her anger down, the door to the room opened, revealing a grinning Salem and a straight faced Rios dressed in bright casual clothes. Bursting out with laughter, Salem clutched the door frame, trying to support himself from laughing too hard. "You should've seen his face Emma, fucker was trying so hard not to lose his composure."
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