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dominicheaton:
“Maybe you should’ve thought of that before you took the job, then,” Dom replied, not bothering to hide his annoyance. The way he saw it, if someone had a steady job that paid well, they shouldn’t complain.
Whim scoffed when the man shot down her suffering so easily there. He didn't understand the fear she went through, probably only working a desk job himself. "Seriously?"
“Can I get you a drink?”
“You think I won’t say yes to a free drink? It is free, yeah?”
dominicheaton:
“Probably not.” Dom snorted, shrugging a shoulder. He’d never had to work a job he hated; he decided what he wanted to do when he was a kid, and he was doing it now. “So why not quit? Get a normal desk job?”
“A normal desk job? When you’ve been hired by Wallace Corp? Doll, y’don’t just go and get one or even quit your job there.” Whim shuddered at the idea of quitting Wallace Corporation. She was sure that some of them just disappeared off the face of the planet, some injured in accidents and unable to work, some flat out openly killed. Whim might've hated her job, but she wasn't going to risk harm to herself — even if everything happening was all a coincidence.
natwggns:
“Two questions. One, what you wanna do on your ‘damn night off’? Two, what kind of work?”
“Dunno, girl. I bet the last time I was off the whole streets of L.A. was different. Memory designer, for Wallace Corp.”
lolahartley:
It was nice to have the girl understand her point of view, part of her though she might get a mocking laugh when she admitted she had a fear of the dark, but when she heard the blonde carried mace with her Lola knew the girl understood. “Exactly, one of the things my mom use to say to me was it’s better to be too prepared then not prepared enough.” Lola said as the two continued to walk down the street.
Hearing the girls offer to walk with her, Lola felt relieved but also a little guilty. She didn’t want to seem like a wimp and have a stranger walk her home, but for some reason Lola already had a trusting feeling about the girl. “Are you sure? I’m down the street a little more and then around the corner. I don’t wanna make you go out of your way.”
"Always. People are crazy. I've never had any issues before, but ya know," Whim said, shrugging her shoulders. "I'm just probably too scary an' all that." Also the fact that she never really went back home a lot of the time, but she wasn't going to mention that. Too much drama in one shot, she figured.
"Down the street and 'round the corner? What are the odds, I'm in the apartments down that way too," Whim answered, grinning. "You ain't makin' me go out of my way, doll."
lolahartley:
Lola couldn’t help but let out a small sigh of relief, of course it was just some other person, we much as the girl might have been joking she was right, why would anyone be following her. After her guard finally came down she let herself smile slightly. “I’m sorry, that was so silly I just, it’s kid stuff but man the dark freaks me out sometimes.” She said with a slight laugh. Lola actually felt a big better knowing another young girl was walking the same way she was if even only for a little bit.
"Nah, girl, I get it," Whim said, picking up her pace so that she caught up with the young woman. It was nice to actually interact with people for once, not just create memories for replicants to keep them down. "I keep my mace on me no matter what. When it's dark an' rainy, who knows whos doing what."
"If ya need a friend to walk with, I can hang around for a bit."
It was late, probably too late to be walking around the streets alone but Lola didn’t really have a choice at this point. She could barley afford her crappy apartment let alone a car. She couldn’t help but be a bit paranoid when it was this dark out, so after she heard what she thought were foot steps getting closer behind her her heart rate speed up. Finally the girl abruptly turned around, her hands going up as if to defend herself from whatever her mind imagined was behind her. “Why are you following me?” Part of her brain realized she was more paranoid then she needed to be but the dark and quiet streets around her made her imagination go wild.
"Hun, don't think of yourself as anythin' worth followin' around," Whim joked, wondering why the girl was so worried about the fact of someone walking behind her. All the blonde was doing was walking home to sleep in her own apartment — something that was a rarity these days. Humans were odd to her, despite being one herself. "Look, I'm just headin' home. Don't worry, I won't bite."
dominicheaton:
“Do you like it, at least? Work’s not all that bad if you’re doing something you enjoy, y’know.”
"Now, look, you think I wanna go an' spend some good twenty-two hours makin' memories for replicants when I could work a normal desk job once in a while?"
“I’m surprised I actually get a damn night off. Wallace fuckin’ runnin’ me into the ground with all this work.”
