years of training and working in the field had refined him to the fine LIAR and a master MANIPULATOR, but neither of those would help him conjure up a story good enough to calm down the forthcoming wrath from his partner when she knows that he had lost or broken ( he didn’t know, but recalling the event from last mission, he was willing to bet it was the latter ) yet another one of her fine creation. ❛ MISPLACED … —— definitely. at least I hope so. ❜
—— ❝ LISTEN it better be JUST MISPLACED. it’s your FIFTH BLACKPHONE in two weeks ! ❞ rage filled veins find solace in the literal meaning of words ; a thunderstorm comes to a halt. she’ll later blame her sudden change of behaviour on the persistent headache perhaps it was the job that was moulding her gentility into something FEROCIOUS. —— ❝ if it’s broken or got stolen ; I swear to god I’m gonna lodge a complaint against you at the SYNDICATE. I’ll get you kicked off of everywhere, you irresponsible dumbass. ab, chalo nautanki. help me find it. what was your location when you lost it ? ❞
