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[caringforher.livejournal.com]

*sitting on concrete steps, thinking hard*

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[inhershadows.livejournal.com]

Someone's thinkin about something.

[caringforher.livejournal.com]

Huh? Oh yeah. *sits up*

[inhershadows.livejournal.com]

*sits down next to him and tilts her head* So? What's troubling ya?

[caringforher.livejournal.com]

Nothing, it's nothing.

[inhershadows.livejournal.com]

Oh come on Bobby. *grins a bit* Tell me.

[caringforher.livejournal.com]

No it's a private thing.

[inhershadows.livejournal.com]

*shrugs* Fine.

[caringforher.livejournal.com]

*voice gets soft* T-thank you.

[inhershadows.livejournal.com]

Yeah. No problems. Like I'm anyone to really pry in the first place.

[caringforher.livejournal.com]

Most people would have pushed anyway.

[inhershadows.livejournal.com]

*shrugs* I'm used to being left in the dark. Vic and Faith do it all the time.

[caringforher.livejournal.com]

I'd tell you but...

[inhershadows.livejournal.com]

But?

[caringforher.livejournal.com]

It's not something...it's not easy to talk about.

[inhershadows.livejournal.com]

Well, if you want to talk. You know where to find me *shrugs and gets up*

[caringforher.livejournal.com]

*stands* You don't have to go.

[inhershadows.livejournal.com]

Why should I stay?

[caringforher.livejournal.com]

We could talk or uh walk and get something to eat.

[inhershadows.livejournal.com]

Fine. We can talk.

[caringforher.livejournal.com]

How was your day?

[inhershadows.livejournal.com]

Hell. I had to chase down a devil worshipper that uses street kids as sacrifices.

[caringforher.livejournal.com]

Y-you did?

[inhershadows.livejournal.com]

*nods* Yeah. It is my job after all.

[caringforher.livejournal.com]

What job is that?

[inhershadows.livejournal.com]

I work for Vic's PI office. I help her track down the baddies and stuff....