Take a gig or two and I'm sure your ripper choom will throw you in a discount. ( He can ignore the grumbling, if it means he gets his hit of nicotine. ) Finally...

"Well, clearly not. But I'm just saying."

Why become a merc if you don't get good pay? Thought that shit was all about the money. What, you zero a gonk and can't even buy some new lungs? Sounds like a scam.

Well I don't fucking know, never had any chrome that I paid for. Practically had to tie my ass down to replace my junk organs. Couple new lungs can't cost more than 2 jobs, right?

In your dreams.

800 ain't much at all.

I hear everything

Look, I'm stuck in your dome with nowhere to go. All I'm asking for is the occasional cigarette. Not telling you to smoke yourself to death.

Yeah, good... ( At the end of the day, it'll benefit him too. Chill out the always tense engram in his head a little. )

Morning.

Dunno. But too damn early, that's for sure.

Ha. Same way you did. Except I wouldn't really call it sleeping, whatever I do.

Pretty much, tch. More like... A cyber-limbo with flashes of whatever's going through your head.

Big fan of short women who have the attitude as if they could throw me. Bonus points if they actually can.

( Thank god for that, he was itching for one. He frowns a little. ) Yeah... Dunno how to feel about that, still. Guess neither of us got much of a choice, though.

Shit, it's my birthday.

Damn, most enthusiastic happy birthday I ever got.

⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐒𝐇 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐎𝐏𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐃 . ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ 𝐓𝐎 𝐀𝐓 𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐆𝐄𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐁𝐄 𝐎𝐏𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐈𝐍 𝐒𝐓𝐘𝐋𝐄 . ⠀⠀⠀

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