Entry tags:
second; voice (i hope you know that this will go down on your permanent record.)
[Nick's voice is raspier than usual, the way voices get when their owners have been screaming, or crying, or possibly both.]
You know what, you motherfucker? I'm coming back to haunt your ass after I'm dead. See how you like it.
You know what, you motherfucker? I'm coming back to haunt your ass after I'm dead. See how you like it.

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[Amos doesn't mention that in two of those scenarios, he hadn't just met the person in question: the piranha incident and the kangaroo upset had both been the fault of Kat, Amos's friend and long-time reluctant partner in certain business adventures, mostly drug and illegal weaponry runs across borders.]
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And a very convenient dumpster to hide behind.
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[Amos also sends along a quick selfie: His smile might not be his best smile, but he's smiling, blue-lit by the cell-phone light. Typical Asian features, his ears pierced multiple smiles, a Monroe piercing high on his left cheek. His eues are dark brown, his hair black and almost to his shoulders, now splayed around his head like a negative sunburst.]
Look for the shortest guy and that will probably be me.
[At the grand total height of five foot and six inches, Amos is well air he's much shorter than the general population.]
[Text] i'm sorry she's so awful :c
[Text] no, it's perfect~
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[Amos mainly tends to ignore biting sarcasm, mainly because Kat uses it so often it's almost become a sign of affection. Well, Amos is pretty sure it's affection, because Kat hasn't killed him yet.]
[Too bad for Nick.]
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