Random short story without any real ending.

[daves_revenge]

Seemed like an eternity, I was standing with my back leaned against the streetlight. The fair amount of illumination it provided was basking me in the sort of uncomfortable heat that low-key lighting provides. My hand grasped tighter against the handle of the duffel bag as the minutes passed. My business partner was becoming more late by the

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[xbeatingheartsx]

fuckin' a what?

i like it.