Biscuits & Porn (Unowned)

Biscuits & Porn is the ONLY place you can get pornography in ALL the Wild West. Think about that for a moment. Due to the fact that nearly nobody has a computer and the internet is wildly gone in this day and age, people are forced to BUY porn again. In a genius marketing idea, Biscuits & Porn makes you buy biscuits WITH any porn, and porn WITH any biscuits you buy. Forcing you to buy both. Don't want to? TOO BAD! This is the only place on the west side of the United States where you can buy either of those! They literally ONLY sell biscuits and porn, nothing else. Ever. Anybody that sells something here other than that is killed. Anyone who owns this shop literally controls the entire pornography business in the Wild West.

Bonuses: Control of the Wild West's pornography business. Biscuit sales revenue.

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★ Ｍｅｃｈａｎｉｃ ｏｆ ｔｈｅ Ｍｏｊａｖｅ ★
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"I shouldn’t have hurt you that way.............................
.............................But it’s a little late to say
That I can erase your heartache."
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Nikki kicked her feet up as she stared at a small screen just above her table, unembarrassed as various people walked past to their own tables- and completely comfortable as a big-chested lady walked up and dropped a plate of biscuits in front of her. "Thanks, Candi," Nikki murmured, winking at the waitress and earning a soft giggle and laugh, followed by a pat on the shoulder before the woman bustled off to help someone else. Once she was alone, Nikki turned her attention to her biscuits, picking one up and nibbling at it as she returned to the screen displaying porn just above her table.

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Nikki's Theme - You Can Look (But You Can't Touch)

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★ Ｍｅｃｈａｎｉｃ ｏｆ ｔｈｅ Ｍｏｊａｖｅ ★
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"I shouldn’t have hurt you that way.............................
.............................But it’s a little late to say
That I can erase your heartache."
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Nikki was fairly enthralled with the screen she was watching, only glancing up when someone walked by to give them an almost challenging glance- but as Crona walked past, she frowned some. The poor thing seemed so uncomfortable, she wondered why he had even come in... But that was clarified pretty quickly as he received biscuits. Right. Some people actually came here for the food. She tended to forget that. She was entirely ready to turn back to her own biscuits and the screen above her, but... something kept bugging her. She kept glancing at the nervous purple-haired individual, and, after a moment, got up, walking over and standing on tiptoe enough to flick off the little screen over Crona's table. "There's still gonna be sounds from other people's screens and if you look that way there's a big screen but otherwise that eliminates most of the film in your area," she told him softly, gesturing towards the larger screen she meant before smiling a bit before turning to go back to her table, content that she had done her good deed for the day and could therefore go back to enjoying her biscuits and porn.

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Nikki's Theme - You Can Look (But You Can't Touch)

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" I t ' s       a l l       a b o u t     y o u       a t      t h e       e n d      o f        t h e      d a y "

Eagle Douglas
Wolf's Fang
Eagle's Theme: Hot Crater

" S o      I ' m     g o n n a       m a k e       i t      a b o u t      m y s e l f "
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Eagle parked and turned off the monster truck. "Aaaaaand here. This is Biscuits and Porn. She hangs here often. Horny slut." he said, climbing out the top and jumping down to the dusty ground. He walked toward the door. "If she's not here...theeeeeen, Iunno where she is. Probs dead. Meh. It'd suck to not have tits around." he opened the door and looked around. "Now...where the fuck are you...?"

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░░▒▒▓▓Ｅｖｅｒｙｂｏｄｙ  ｌｏｖｅｓ  ｔｈｅ  ｕｎｄｅｒｄｏｇ▓▓▒▒░░



░░▒▒▓▓Ｔｈｅｎ  ｔｈｅ  ｕｎｄｅｒｄｏｇ  ｂｅｃｏｍｅｓ  ａ  ｈｅｒｏ  ａｎｄ  ｔｈｅｙ  ｈａｔｅ  ｈｉｍ▓▓▒▒░░

⧱Ryder Mercy⧱
⧰The Boss⧰
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Gold medals aren't made of gold . . . . . . . . . . . . .
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . they're made of sweat, determination
and a hard-to-find alloy called guts
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Ryder took a moment to hop out of the monster truck down to the ground, stumbling a bit upon his landing—he’d never actually ridden in one of these things before…what was the point of having the passenger carriage so far off the ground? He wasn’t exactly sure, honestly. He also couldn’t help but frown a bit at how Rommel was talking about his friend—did people treat their friends like that? Had Ryder missed something—?
It was only then that Ryder actually looked up at the building and saw the sign up front, and he stopped in his tracks, recalling the biscuits that Jo had brought back earlier. With wide eyes, he looked at Jo for a moment, then back at the establishment they had arrived at. As Jo placed her hand on his shoulder and told him that he could remain outside if he wished, his face flushed bright red with embarrassment—he could totally handle something like this! …Right? Totally…
”D-Don’t worry—I’ll come with, it’s fine—” he replied with an involuntary stutter before shuffling after Jo, keeping his eyes glued to the ground as they came closer to the building. Biscuits and Porn…obviously they had biscuits…but what kind of porn? What was he going to have to look out for? Screens? Books? Posters? There was all manner of things that could potentially sully his eyes at this point, and honestly he knew that he’d probably die of embarrassment if he ended up seeing any porn—he’d never watched porn before,,,,he wasn’t ready to start now,,,,


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An Anthem of Perseverance - Thousand Suns

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★ Ｍｅｃｈａｎｉｃ ｏｆ ｔｈｅ Ｍｏｊａｖｅ ★
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"I shouldn’t have hurt you that way.............................
.............................But it’s a little late to say
That I can erase your heartache."
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Nikki glanced up slightly as she heard an engine stopping just outside, knowing it was familiar- but she didn't move from her position, waiting for him to come to her. She knew who it was- and she grinned some, peeling her biscuit apart layer by layer. As he opened the door and asked where she was, she raised her hand, waving it enough for him to notice her. "Right here ya horndog," she called out, not looking away from her screen. She didn't expect Eagle to have company- she figured he would join her at her table and they'd chill for a little while.

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Nikki's Theme - You Can Look (But You Can't Touch)

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" I t ' s       a l l       a b o u t     y o u       a t      t h e       e n d      o f        t h e      d a y "

Eagle Douglas
Wolf's Fang
Eagle's Theme: Hot Crater

" S o      I ' m     g o n n a       m a k e       i t      a b o u t      m y s e l f "
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Eagle's ears moved as Nikki was seen. He grinned and walked over to her. "There yah are. Get the fuck over here!" he pulled the woman close and then started to kiss her passionately on the lips, grabbing her butt a bit too as he went. After like...30 seconds of making out, he let her go. "So, I think you should go talk to those guys over there. They could get you some work I think you'd enjoy. If you'll excuse me, I'm gonna go 10-1 real quick." he started to walk to the bathroom, pinching her ass as he went, and walked in, where there were probs people having sex in there. The sound of a sink running was heard.

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░░▒▒▓▓Ｅｖｅｒｙｂｏｄｙ  ｌｏｖｅｓ  ｔｈｅ  ｕｎｄｅｒｄｏｇ▓▓▒▒░░



░░▒▒▓▓Ｔｈｅｎ  ｔｈｅ  ｕｎｄｅｒｄｏｇ  ｂｅｃｏｍｅｓ  ａ  ｈｅｒｏ  ａｎｄ  ｔｈｅｙ  ｈａｔｅ  ｈｉｍ▓▓▒▒░░

⧱Ryder Mercy⧱
⧰The Boss⧰
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Gold medals aren't made of gold . . . . . . . . . . . . .
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . they're made of sweat, determination
and a hard-to-find alloy called guts
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Ryder stopped for a moment as Jo tugged his hood down—this was…actually not such a bad idea. He didn’t have to risk seeing a boob that wasn’t a Jo boob this way! After all, if he saw a boob that wasn’t a Jo boob, he’d almost feel like he was cheating, to be honest—and that would be bad. Very bad. He could just barely see Jo’s lower legs as she walked from under the edge of his hood—maybe this would be okay? He headed inside with everyone—
And then remembered that his hood wasn’t going to block any noise. All of the sounds from all of the TV screens in the establishment hit him at once, and while they weren’t actually super loud, they felt like a thunder clap to him, and his face immediately burned bright red under his hood, his hand instinctively flying up to cover his mouth and stifle a gasp of shock. This was…actually a thing? It wasn’t just false advertising on the sign? It was literally…biscuits..and porn? …..Literally? He kept his hand over his mouth as they entered, unable to keep his face from burning ever hotter by the second—he wasn’t sure how long he was going to last in here.
As he heard Eagle and Jo speaking to whoever they were meeting, Ryder figured that he should probably at the very least look at the person to be polite—but as he mustered up the courage to lift up his hood, all he caught sight of was Eagle and Nikki making out, framed by a screen playing some particularly graphic porn in the background.
”tHAT DOESN’T GO--,,,,there,,,” he choked out in response to the porn on the screen, his voice eventually dropping down to practically a squeak before he tugged his hood back down over his eyes. Nope. Nope. He wasn’t doing this. Nope. He turned, preparing to head for the exit before walking directly into one of the pillars by the door due to his reduced vision behind his hood. ”Fuck—”

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An Anthem of Perseverance - Thousand Suns

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★ Ｍｅｃｈａｎｉｃ ｏｆ ｔｈｅ Ｍｏｊａｖｅ ★
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"I shouldn’t have hurt you that way.............................
.............................But it’s a little late to say
That I can erase your heartache."
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Nikki grinned as Eagle walked over, looking up at him- before laughing as he yanked her close and kissed her. She clearly didn't mind, not even as his hands clutched her ass- she pressed against him contently, kissing back with an undisguised eagerness that didn't really fade after he pulled away. "Mmm... alright, I'll talk to them," she murmured softly, smirking and chuckling as he walked away- though squeaking for the pinch. Once he was gone, she turned to the two he'd gestured at, looking at them properly for the first time... And as soon as she saw them, she froze. "Josephine Beaumont... and Ryder Mercy..." she mumbled- before quickly grinning. "I have to say, you're a lot hotter than the rumors make you out to be- like, damn-" She grinned at them both, noticing their discomfort after a moment and reaching up to flip off the screen above her- though seemingly too late for Ryder. "Eagle said you might have work for me? And yes I realize you don't do porn. I'm a mechanic, not a porn actress-" She hummed, leaning forward a little and ignoring what that did to her already mostly unzipped clothes as she made eye contact with Jo, waiting for her to answer her. She definitely seemed like she was in charge- though both of them were imposing, she had to admit. Maybe it was just because Jo had spoken first? Or perhaps because she hadn't tried to leave and rammed into a pillar. Oops. She shot a look at Ryder, smiling some for how cute he was, before turning her attention back to Jo, awaiting a response.

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Nikki's Theme - You Can Look (But You Can't Touch)

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★ Ｍｅｃｈａｎｉｃ ｏｆ ｔｈｅ Ｍｏｊａｖｅ ★
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"I shouldn’t have hurt you that way.............................
.............................But it’s a little late to say
That I can erase your heartache."
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Nikki smirked at the awkward response she earned from Jo, chuckling a little for the woman's clear discomfort. She smiled at her after a moment, though, before giggling for her treatment of Ryder. Now that was great- doofer had to be her new favorite insult. She watched the two of them, waiting until Jo turned back to her to smile gentle. "Sure thing," she replied, humming- before blinking for Jo's mumbled mush of words. She stared blankly at her, working to decipher the words- before frowning a bit. The other's second set of words was a bit of a better explanation, and she slowly nodded before looking to Ryder. "... Listen, why don't we go somewhere a little quieter to talk? ... He can't come though, the only place I know of that's quieter is kind of the ladies' room. Sorry," she said, directing the final word at Ryder but telling most of it to Jo. After a moment, she got up and headed over to said ladies' room, chasing everyone else out of the room and waiting for Jo to come over too.

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Nikki's Theme - You Can Look (But You Can't Touch)

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░░▒▒▓▓Ｔｈｅｎ  ｔｈｅ  ｕｎｄｅｒｄｏｇ  ｂｅｃｏｍｅｓ  ａ  ｈｅｒｏ  ａｎｄ  ｔｈｅｙ  ｈａｔｅ  ｈｉｍ▓▓▒▒░░

⧱Ryder Mercy⧱
⧰The Boss⧰
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Gold medals aren't made of gold . . . . . . . . . . . . .
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . they're made of sweat, determination
and a hard-to-find alloy called guts
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Ryder was kind of still trying to get his bearings due to the fact that he’d just bumped into a pillar and still had his hood down—when Jo grabbed his arm and pulled him back over to her, pulling his hood down far enough where he really couldn’t see much of anything anymore—which was good, he supposed. He wasn’t sure he would survive the next time his hood got pulled up if he was still in this building. Although he wasn’t really sure what a ‘doofer’ was, it didn’t sound like anything too horrible—it was closer to ‘dork’ than anything—and yes, staying in the shell was probably a good idea. He just had to be a turtle until Jo was done talking to this woman, then they could all go together. Except…they were going to the girl’s bathroom? He just barely caught this after having been focused on listening to Jo’s mumbled replies—but were they leaving him here? Alone??? ?? With biscuits?? ?? ? ? aND PORN??? ? ? ??
”Ah—y-yeah, that sounds fine—I’ll just—uh—yeah—” Ryder stood still where he was, hood still over his face, not really sure what to do, since he really didn’t want to crash into anything else right now—least of all any of the people who were in there to actually watch porn. That would be bad. So, he kind of just stood there, shoving his hands into his pockets and just doing his best to try not to be too conspicuous—although some guy standing in the middle of the aisle with his hood completely covering his face was…a bit conspicuous…? Maybe if he didn’t move, people wouldn’t notice him…maybe they’d be too distracted with porn…yeah…

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An Anthem of Perseverance - Thousand Suns

░░▒▒▓▓Ｅｖｅｒｙｂｏｄｙ  ｌｏｖｅｓ  ｔｈｅ  ｕｎｄｅｒｄｏｇ▓▓▒▒░░



░░▒▒▓▓Ｔｈｅｎ  ｔｈｅ  ｕｎｄｅｒｄｏｇ  ｂｅｃｏｍｅｓ  ａ  ｈｅｒｏ  ａｎｄ  ｔｈｅｙ  ｈａｔｅ  ｈｉｍ▓▓▒▒░░

⧱Ryder Mercy⧱
⧰The Boss⧰
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Gold medals aren't made of gold . . . . . . . . . . . . .
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . they're made of sweat, determination
and a hard-to-find alloy called guts
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Ryder waddled over to the table as Jo led him over, plopping down into the seat as she situated him there, accepting the quick kiss with an apologetic smile before just sort of letting his head rest on the table, face down. With his hood up, at least he was totally shielded from seeing anything, this way—though he could still hear everything…but hey, it was better than nothing!
Still, he felt bad…he had seen a naked woman on the screen behind Nikki before she’d turned it off…he was going to have to apologize to Jo later…
On the bright side, he soon discovered that Nikki had left her biscuits on the table. So, he carefully took one, inserting it beneath his hood and nibbling on it as he waited for Jo, Nikki, and Eagle to come back. He hoped that they hurried…he felt unclean just sitting in this building…

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An Anthem of Perseverance - Thousand Suns

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" I t ' s       a l l       a b o u t     y o u       a t      t h e       e n d      o f        t h e      d a y "

Eagle Douglas
Wolf's Fang
Eagle's Theme: Hot Crater

" S o      I ' m     g o n n a       m a k e       i t      a b o u t      m y s e l f "
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After a good 5 minutes of bathroom time, Eagle came out of the bathroom.   "Sorry about that. Had to kick some slutty butts off the sink. Damn, this place is full of people fucking...and porn too." he went over to Ryder, getting next to him. "Soooo, how's it going? They making nice elsewhere? Becoming friends? I hope so, cause I wanna leave like yesterday." despite this being like his primary spot for the needing of alone time, he didn't like it, and wanted out.    "Ryder, would you like to go outside and have a smoke or something? Just to get out of here?"

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★ Ｍｅｃｈａｎｉｃ ｏｆ ｔｈｅ Ｍｏｊａｖｅ ★
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"I shouldn’t have hurt you that way.............................
.............................But it’s a little late to say
That I can erase your heartache."
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Nikki hummed as Jo settled Ryder at her table, chuckling as she saw him taking one of her biscuits- it didn't bother her in the least, and she let him have it. Once Jo reached the bathroom, Nikki pushed the door closed behind her and locked it, sighing softly. "Most people end up fucking in the men's room if they fuck here so this is always a safer option- plus I kicked everyone out anyways, so-" She smiled, bracing her hands on her hips and standing straight as the other leaned against the sinks. "A specific kind of mechanic...? Baby, I'm the type of mechanic that's going to be solving all your problems in your dreams tonight-" she responded, smirking before chuckling as the other very quickly realized she hadn't gotten her name. "Right- the name's Nikki. Be sure to remember it- you'll probably need it~ Nice to meet you, Jo- really, really nice-" She smirked, winking at her as she told her she'd need to remember her name, and supplying her with a blatant look over as she commented that it was nice to meet her. She was... very blatantly hitting on her- but after she shook her hand, she chuckled, sobering up a little. "No, but in all seriousness- I can work on cars, and cybernetics. I've got one of the best mechanic's shops in the area, and I'm... very good with my hands... Is that something you're looking for or did Eagle bring you here because you need someone to offer some nice off-hours entertainment for your group... Nowhere, was it?" Even as she grew more serious, her words were still layered with innuendos, the whitette apparently having no plans to stop flirting with Jo.

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Nikki's Theme - You Can Look (But You Can't Touch)

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★ Ｍｅｃｈａｎｉｃ ｏｆ ｔｈｅ Ｍｏｊａｖｅ ★
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"I shouldn’t have hurt you that way.............................
.............................But it’s a little late to say
That I can erase your heartache."
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Nikki snorted for Jo's blunt response to her words, shrugging and stretching a bit which... did interesting things to her clothing. She pretended not to notice, though, instead focusing on how Jo's cheeks exploded with color. Now that... that was great. She hummed a little, pretending she didn't notice Jo looking down away from her face again. No use making the poor thing even more awkward- she could enjoy the fact that the other was staring even without making her blush for it. The other's attempt to speak, however, was another matter. Nikki's brows shot up as Jo mistakenly called her titty, a smirk slowly appearing on her face followed by a snort of laughter as the other fucked up more before getting it right. "My tits are happy to see you too," she replied teasingly, smirking at her still and snickering a little before trying to become more serious as Jo spoke of Nowhere. "... So basically... you want someone to show you how to use your new toys...?" she asked, smirking as she stressed the word toys and sashayed closer, humming as she put a hand on Jo's shoulder and stepped in close. "... I can not only show you what to do but make them even better than they already are... I could even give you a personal demonstration on how to work them... Savvy?" Nikki made no effort to hide her blatant advances, pressing right up against Jo and smirking as she looked her up and down, allowing her own jumpsuit to shift dangerously to the sides of her breasts as she did. She either hadn't picked up on the fact that Jo and Ryder were together... or she didn't care.

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Nikki's Theme - You Can Look (But You Can't Touch)

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░░▒▒▓▓Ｔｈｅｎ  ｔｈｅ  ｕｎｄｅｒｄｏｇ  ｂｅｃｏｍｅｓ  ａ  ｈｅｒｏ  ａｎｄ  ｔｈｅｙ  ｈａｔｅ  ｈｉｍ▓▓▒▒░░

⧱Ryder Mercy⧱
⧰The Boss⧰
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Gold medals aren't made of gold . . . . . . . . . . . . .
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . they're made of sweat, determination
and a hard-to-find alloy called guts
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Ryder heard Eagle walk over, not removing himself from his hood-shell and continuing to eat the biscuit he’d been working on. As he heard Eagle’s question, he replied, stuttering,
”Y-Yeah, they are—and n-nah, I’m all good—it’s fine—th-this stuff is totally chill, right? Totally chill. Very chill. Yeah.” As he heard Marko’s voice, Ryder wasn’t quite sure who it was—so he just barely lifted up a corner of his hood, peeking out at the man—and even if Ryder had remembered Marko, he wouldn’t recognize him, thanks to the brunette’s crazy growth spurt. ”…Hi—?” Who was this guy? Why did he know his name? …Sort of. Why were they in a porn shop? Why would a shop ever deal in such a weird combo as biscuits and porn? Why was Ryder here? Why were any of them in this place? Why—why—

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An Anthem of Perseverance - Thousand Suns