[ This time there are no texts back. No indication of where Gareki would be. Just the quiet snick of his phone going to sleep and him pointedly ignoring any other texts Yogi would probably send to ask him more questions. Maybe he wanted to talk, get a distraction from everything, but he also didn't want to make it too easy. He still wanted to be alone. It was such a complicated contradiction that he didn't like.
So he stays in his corner of the Hogs Head, back against the booth as he props his head up with his hand. Life was a lot more complicated now than it used to be. What the hell. ]
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So he stays in his corner of the Hogs Head, back against the booth as he props his head up with his hand. Life was a lot more complicated now than it used to be. What the hell. ]