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I stepped over to pull my bag to a seat.
- Missed that bus, huh? - a girl next to me said.
- Missed many things today, sweetie. - I said.
- Not to put that much styling gel. - she smiled.
Green wall, all wet from the storm with some graffiti on it. She couldn't see dirty word just behind her. Blondie got closer.
- Your tongue must be another missing thing this morning.
Many people were waiting still. It was too early.
- Why so nervous? - she kept on. - And what is that?! - she pointed on my belt.
- Player, huh? Oh, boy... - she turned her head and mumbled 'Gucci belt' to herself, - You really know how to pick yourself a title.
- Cut that. I'm Axel. - I said and she just put her backpack in my hands. Then run away. What the hell? Alright, Blondie, let's see what you held me this time... Will they ever send someone normal to pass these little jobs to me?

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