Apartment Above Wellspring Arms, Monday Afternoon

[mouthy_merc]

It would have been polite, as a guest, to have waited for Nate to get into the apartment before going to the fridge and grabbing himself a beer.

But, then again, once you've shot someone in the head multiple times, such social mores were no longer applicable, it seemed.

"Ooo! You even got the good stuff!"

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"So you helped."

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"Maybe." Oh look, Anthony Bourdain.

Yes, yes he was like a petulant child.

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And Nate was just going to take a moment to grin before he let that one slide. His point had been made.

He leaned forward and stole a beer off the table.