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"I still say that you can possibly find somewhere to crash that's less ass nasty than this dive." Her nose scrunches in distaste as she shoves her sunglasses further up her nose. "Even the motel was a step up."
She's gone and dropped the ratty adjective for said motel given she's still living there herself. It's got class now.
With the full moon over as of last night, this morning finds Lia chilling in front of other-said 'ass-nasty dive'. She's ready enough to face the day, but someone went and left his redneck couture flannel in a mud puddle and she doubts the marshals would appreciate him showing up looking less than hick spiffy. So a stop off to pick up fresh duds for Raylan it is. And thus the never-ending digs at his digs it is. It's what she does.
She's gone and dropped the ratty adjective for said motel given she's still living there herself. It's got class now.
With the full moon over as of last night, this morning finds Lia chilling in front of other-said 'ass-nasty dive'. She's ready enough to face the day, but someone went and left his redneck couture flannel in a mud puddle and she doubts the marshals would appreciate him showing up looking less than hick spiffy. So a stop off to pick up fresh duds for Raylan it is. And thus the never-ending digs at his digs it is. It's what she does.
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No talky. Just drinking and walking.
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Even if it meant mending bridges, unofficially, with Tim and Art over Winona. He's not, is not, dirty. Not a murderer. And being called both in the same day sticks in a man's craw.
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"Cheap fucker," she says cheerfully before popping up her sneakers on the dash. Glancing at him out the corner of her eye, she puts on a thoughtful frown. "Though if maybe you'd like to change it up, maybe like, say... Springing for ice cream this early in the day I wouldn't say no."
Peace offering? Peace offering.