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Mickey plus three (plusthree) wrote in we_float,

Mickey sat quietly for a moment, then went to get a beer of his own. Sitting down once more, he leaned back, eyes closed as he took a long swig of the hoppy liquid.

Jimmy hadn't mentioned that the guy was an asshole.

Maybe he'll mellow now that you've got him drinking my beer. Stay out of the weed.

Mickey didn't want the weed. Didn't want any of this. Wondered, for a moment, if he could fade into sleep and let Jimmy slip out somehow, but there was a chance it could be any of the others, and he didn't think that would be any better.

Information scrolled across the mental screen of his mind, almost a dossier, close enough to something like stalking. Links to online resumes and references, everything publicly known and available about this man. Mickey pressed his fingers to the bridge of his nose.

"Jimmy's in here." he said quietly.