#saints:start

[wtfaxelblack-blog]

“look, i’ve got a job to plan out so if you don’t have anything useful to say, go find someone else to bother.”

[jaycoyle-blog1]

“Okay, so here’s what’s up.” Jay leaned towards the person they were talking to, a playful gleam in their eyes, “You want this money. I want this money. This money was just sittin’ on the ground, and we both saw it at the same time, classic meet-cute style, right? So I’m sayin’ we settle this with an old fashioned duel.” They smirked, the fifty-dollar bill that was sitting on the ground moments ago already safe in their pocket - for the time being. 

[janemandeville-blog]

Jane was standing in front of a Friendly Fire’s, staring at the display disinterestedly. “They don’t make guns like they used to anymore. Such a shame...”

[xx-blackmamba-blog]

Music; it’s what drives many human beings to a lot of things. When someone’s working out, they usually have some heavy tune in the background to keep them motivated. One tends not to notice how integrated music is in their life. Yet, it takes a fine appreciation for the lively source to sift through CD after CD, trying to find a certain piece. Despite the world of technology doing damage to the CD industry, there was always a satisfaction in finding and owning a certain album. 

In Klein’s case, it was him searching for N.W.A’s Straight Outta Compton. Not any re-released version, either. He wanted the original damn thing, since it came with an authentic sound that was dying out, due to new releases of old things. Remastered is fine, but he wanted to own it. It might have been a hunch. He seemed as if he didn’t pay attention, but he piped up.

“Hey, you see any N.W.A in here?” he asked.

[thesaintsrpg-blog]

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