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I know this is a long shot but does anyone have any sort of job opening?

I'm not good with people and I won't pass a piss test/background check but I can lift heavy stuff pretty good and uh, I can count and spell at a 8th grade level at least? I did okay enough on the ASVAB, I mean for 11b. fuck me why am I even trying

Long shot, I know. ...Anybody?

Who: Luke & Cris
What: Talking, drinking, you know.
Where: A bar.
When: After this.
Warnings/Rating: Probably swearing idk.

Honestly, Luke didn't get out much.

So maybe he was a little bit of a homebody. What was wrong with that? There wasn't anywhere else he wanted to be, nobody else he wanted to be with. It didn't bother him, that Wren (and the kids) were his world. Work, home, that was his life, and he was happy with it. —But having a friend, someone to talk to, would be kind of nice. Sure, he liked the other cops in his precinct but there was stuff he couldn't say, things only people mixed up with the hotel got, and they weren't friends so much as they were coworkers.

He liked Cris. Cris seemed nice. Going for a drink, just hanging out, it seemed like a good idea.

As always, he told Wren where he was going, who he was going with, and promised to text when he was on his way home. He took a cab to the bar instead of driving, since he didn't want to leave the car there if he ended up drinking too much. Which he might—why not? Between people leaving, coming back, and leaving again, combined with the last couple months, he thought he'd earned it.

Dressed casual, Luke got there a little early and grabbed a seat at the bar, ordering two beers while he waited.

[Call to Cris M]

[Roughly a half hour after Liam's post. Ring.]

[Time fuzz, to just before the Liam thing.]

[Locked to Penny R]
I tell you I got Sam's dog for a while? Rodin. You're gonna hafta show me round the dog park, huh?

[Locked to MK R]
Hey, how you doing over there?

[Locked to Batman]
Any word on the kid?

[She just calls this one on in, and she don't stick 'round long. But, ultimately, she reckons hitting the journals might be called for, seeing as Martin seemed real worried it was one of the folks on there doing the killing.]

[Group: Cerise S, Cris M]
Got another one of them girls. Queens this time. Figure it might take a spell for the local precincts to figure the M.O. for the same. No insult to NYPD, course.

[During this.]

[Cris M]

you know where he is???

[Marta F]

liam's in trouble. left tommy with you and the baby

[And then, not that he expects an answer, but he has to try: Liam R]

RING!

Fuck

not good.

The city is starting to grow on me, bit by bit. It's not Vegas, that's for certain, but it's got its own charm.

Other than the normal touristy things, anything I should seek out in NYC to check out?

[Public]
You get used to having comic books for newspapers?

Maybe writing again isn't such a bad idea. Thoughts on paper, stories on paper, right?

I bet it'd be good again. I could be good again.

[Cris M]

I know we established that I'm a pain in the ass, but like...Am I really a pain in the ass? Like really?

[Sam A]

Hey do you have a second, honey?

[Clementine M]

Lets eat a whole pie.

Three hours in the emergency room and counting.

I'm not sure that today could get any worse.

Who: Sam Alexander, Louis Donovan, & Cris Martin-Argüelles
What: Being Normal™ & eating pizza
Where: Marvel: Riverdale, Bronx; Dino's
When: day or so after this and this
Warnings/Rating: let's start with Sam's mouth

( They could all use one night off. )

[Because he's torn about this and could go either way. Public, but not visible to Ronan.]

First year anniversary: stay in or go out?

[Jake R]

You owe me a visit, honey.

[Graham R]

I'm back and rested up, and I think you owe me a meal.

[Cris M]

I'm going down the list and cashing in on things people owe me, I don't know what you owe me, but I'm sure it's something. So pay up.

[Text after this, with a slight delay to get up, out, and find a prepaid cell. She's hunkered down somewhere safe to ride out the worst of it. Typed carefully.]

[Text to Cris M]
hey. i'm ok. i messed up, but i'm fine, yeah? i just want to sleep. will call when i wake or whatever. pls, pls, i'm ok. just let me sleep. don't freak or whatever, don't freak anyone else out. i'm ok. i just want sleep and some time alone, k? i'll call.

[locked to sam a]

Sam.

[locked to cris m]

Cris, tell me she's told you where she's bringing the money.

[locked to 'stone' anon]

Hello again. How are you?

Anyone got a line on some quick cash?

[Public]

This is crazy. Loco. This some kind of joke?

[locked to max m.]

Okay, maybe I'm not a ball of sunshine all the time, but I don't think I'm "get a stranger to pretend they're me" levels of depressing.

[locked to cris m.]

Hey. You been okay?