⸻ IMITATESUN : MAYBE WE CAN CUT A DEAL .
zoey cocked her head a teeny bit to the right , already suspicious . any kind of ' deal ' in TABULA RA$A was like making a deal with the devil . well , if the devil was drunk , high , & actively fucking both your parents in front of you while negotiating the terms . LOOPHOLES & FINE PRINT were par for the course . there was a monkey ' s paw in a goddamn pinky promise . without annoying , judgemental , controlling , hyper - intelligent , logically - minded, legally - versed sonuvabitch will blackwater around , she was fucked . sure , she had gotten a bit used to the con artists that made up tabula , but zoey hadn ' t exactly figured out how to actually clock them yet . plus she was curious ! she knew of hal ' s father , but not of the dude himself . zoey pursed her lips .
" alright , " she said stupidly , possibly setting herself up to be murdered later . she tried to add a bit of a confident swag to her walk , but it came out awkwardly . " what type of deal ? "