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Text >> Wren

Cassius: my beautiful girl, where the hell hve you been??

Cassius: I miss you!

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Cass left his apartment and made his way to Wren’s it was a short distance and he hadn’t been to the gym yet that day so he just decided to walk, which turned out to be a terrible idea since it started to rain on his walk there. By the time he knocked on her door he was wet and miserable and honestly just wanted to do just have some sort of distraction “Hey, sorry, I look like a mop, I decided to walk..bad choice” he chuckled as wren opened the door.

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text >> waterbug aka. wren

Cass: hey lovely!

Cass: whatcha been up to?

Cass: break anymore bones?

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@wrenxives

If it wasn’t the gross display of patriotism by the men on a fourth of july bender that garnered his attention, it was the rise of deep tenors in a string of curses, and a few birds flipped toward the bar as the men were dragged out that did the trick. The commotion dragged his attention from the booth he had been invited into, wealthy men and the women half the age of their wives at home, to where it finished and where it stemmed--- Wren. She looked unbothered at the bar, smug even as she faced the parade of slander, surely because she had cut them off before they could even order a drink. Jason excused himself, shifted out of the booth, and made his way down to the aftermath of the explosion.

“––The fuck happened here? You drivin’ away my business again?” He asked, though his tone wasn’t malicious. Intense curiosity was what interjected itself into his lilt, even amusement, if you will.