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Vic just let her get it out; offering a small smile to greet her on the way by.
Great, his brother ran his voice to either the big man himself or one of his partners.
Way to go, bro.
He rolls his sleeves up, glancing over at Mia while doing so. “You’ll be alright, sweetheart. We have you.”
Positioning himself at the man’s head, he bent down to get him at the shoulders. “…Get his legs.”
He was pissed that his brother had put her into this mess, but he was also worried for the two of them. Whatever he had to do to protect them, he would.
HER STOMACH CHURNS and mia feels shock wash over her once again, a welcome wave. it warms her from the pit of her stomach up and she stands, useless at the edge of the room, smoking and staring at her record as it spins. eventually, she’d have to think of some way out of all of this, of explaining this to other people -- but, how? how could she come out of this looking any sort of good? bright eyes eventually clap onto the brothers as she grabs at vincents jacket, slipping it onto her slender frame, “ i’ll be outside. “ she mutters, sitting out on the step into the home as she leans against the wall, “ stupid bitch. “ is her great pep talk, tears rolling down her cheeks as she tries to see through them and the light pollution to see the stars, “ you stupid fucking bitch. “
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