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[oraculi]

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[polyapathy]

[She laughs.]

Chickens and cows, mostly. Barn cats if you count 'em. Wayne's got a pit mix named Gus and I've got a German shepherd called Stormy. We breed her when we're able, but she's got a nasty habit of trying to kill her studs.

[She shrugs as if that's just one of those problems everyone understands.]

But all that's nothing to get too excited over. Not much goes on in Letterkenny. I've got my brother, we've got our friends, and that's that.

[She's boring, all things considered. She's lucky in that respect.]

[oraculi]

And you, walking around kicking people when they annoy you.

[It sounds nice, honestly. Peaceful. Boring, but there are worse things than to be bored.]

Mm. You sleeping here tonight?

[Because he can't stay up for much longer, not with alcohol and a soft pillow luring him into a doze.]

[polyapathy]

You're damn right. That was far from the first box I've kicked.

[It's her signature move. And as to his question:]

If it'll make you feel better.

[But she pats his chest and slides out of bed.]

I'd better let Tonbo know where I'll be. He's a worrier. Where's your clamshell? I'll let myself back in.

[oraculi]

[He digs it out of his pocket and tosses it at her.]

Go on. I'll see you in a bit.

[polyapathy]

Over and out.

[She slips on her shoes and turns to leave, but pauses in the doorway to shoot him a very serious glare.]

And if I come back to find you horizontal anywhere but the bed, so help me god, I will fight you.

[She holds up a finger.]

Don't fucking test me, Haymitch.

[oraculi]

I wouldn't dare. Not with you on the case.

[Drawled out, but it looks like he might not move at all, so. Good looking out, Katy-Kat.]