[ He knows they’re safe. For now, anyway. The bumbling fools back there had numbers on him and he still managed to get out. They’re not exactly the cream of the crop.
Does he taste burning? That’s something he wish he couldn't remember.]
I’m fine, angel.
[ He says as he’s getting up to go check on the front door weapons, and ending up tripping over the side table and nearly ending on the floor. But he saves it. All good, all god. That’s fine. He’s fine, ]
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Does he taste burning? That’s something he wish he couldn't remember.]
I’m fine, angel.
[ He says as he’s getting up to go check on the front door weapons, and ending up tripping over the side table and nearly ending on the floor. But he saves it. All good, all god. That’s fine. He’s fine, ]