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[ sitting outside of a rundown bar in Henle, drinking a glass of vodka and nursing a cigarette. Feels like home bro. She sighs and glances irritatedly inside, cause her drink is running a bit on the low side, and that's never good. ]

Bartender! [ she snaps out. irritated much? with another drag on her cigarette, she looks up into the sky, smiling

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[Alexander meanders up to her. Look at him with his entire bottle of vodka. U jelly? He sits next to her, grimacing a bit as he stretches out his back. Twelve hours at an operating table makes you sore.]

Sup, kiddo?

[dissection]

[ yes me jelly, gtfo

she eyes him with.. a look that can only be described as DIS

FUCKING

TASTEFUL

and rolls her eyes. ]

The fuck do you want.

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Company. Companionship.

[Raises the bottle up a bit.]

Want some?

[dissection]

Go build yourself a sex robot already.

[ lifting her glass up, why are you even asking ]