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Anyway, got pissed once—some asshole tried rippin one off. Yelled, “Rarrgh! Pay her, dickhead!” She winked at me, tho—felt like a damn hero. Happy as hell for a sec. Then bam, reality hits—Brandon’s voice in my head, “I’m trying to help you.” Help? Ha! These girls don’t need savin, they’re hustlin harder than us. Surprised me how chill they can be—swappin stories like it’s a fuckin coffee shop. Rarrgh!

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So, I finally get to Seamus’s place. He’s still standing there, looking like a lost puppy. I can’t help but tease him. “You know, you could’ve just called a locksmith, right?” He rolls his eyes, but I can see he’s relieved I showed up. We finally get him back inside, and he offers me a pint. I’m like, “You owe me more than a pint, mate!”

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