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Chance Avaritia "Greed" ([info]better_than) wrote in [info]nevermore_logs,
Greed picked up a handful, so he had two or three bags when he came out of the store. He had paid for half of it, the rest he had shoved into his bags. He even got himself a new leather jacket. This one was so ruined. Shoes too.

Tossing the bags into the backseat, no one would have guessed he had a gaping wound to his side. Without a word he peeled out of the parking lot and to his apartment running every stop light on his way. The sun was up by the time he reached his building, leaving little ice and fog on his windshield. He bundled Zoe into his arms again with the baggage and proceeded inside where it was warm.

There...safely in his apartment.


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