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It was back to the sun beaches of Vero. There was no real reason he was he came back, just that he thought it was time to visit old friends, or rather friend. James Donnelly was not exactly known to have friends. For a brief moment he wondered he should text his friend, though thought against it. Knowing the man, he’d no doubt make a big deal and case a scene somewhere. Something that James did not want to be the cause of. It was probably best to finish his coffee and find the man.
“A’ight,” Scottie started, shuffling the deck of cards in his hands. “If I don’t find your card, you keep the bet. If I do, I keep it. Do we have a deal?”
“I have a perfectly fine coffee machine at home, so someone please tell me why do I keep buying drinks from Starbucks?”
Mikal had’t planned on staying on Florida long. The only reason why he was there was as a favour. Though, he guess it wouldn’t hurt to branch out his business more in the states. Then again, with more business the more danger of being caught by the authorities and making more enemies. And speaking of enemies, it would appear he was being followed.
Casually, he glanced around for the perfect bystander. Spotting one, made his way to them, purposely running into them. “My apologies, I hadn’t been pay attention,” he lied, checking over them for any sign of injury. “You’re not hurt are you?”
Tapping the screen of her phone to reply to Cordy’s text with her earphones in, Kaya lifted her head as she thought someone wanted her attention. “You say something?” She asked the person closest to her, removing a headphone and lowering her music down.
“Excuse me...” Annie mumbled as she bent down, picking up the card that just fell from the person in front of her’s pocket. “Sorry, excuse me,” She repeated, hoping to get their attention. As they turned around, she felt her anxiety spike. God, she needed to get over this. “Is this yours?” She asked, showing them the card, knowing full well that it belonged to them.
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Brie: Going out of town for a bit, any chance you can watch Cheddar while I'm gone? I don't wanna put him in a kennel or anything.
“Do you maybe need some help down there?”
