[ His username's long as fuck, but luckily, Rhys has a knack for numbers. Probably because he stares at them all day — or did, anyway, before everything went to shit. He narrows his eyes, inspecting Rick's face for any inclination that he might actually be planning to fuck him over.
In his experience, most people want to fuck him over. ]
Upgrades, seriously? No catch? You're not gonna plant a murder weapon on me or anything?
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In his experience, most people want to fuck him over. ]
Upgrades, seriously? No catch? You're not gonna plant a murder weapon on me or anything?