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Post by Nickel on Apr 10, 2019 10:14:33 GMT -5
"I had a nickel and two dimes, I know I did..."
Nickel was frowning as well. Losing money was not something to sneeze at.
"Dey couldn't have jus' fallen out, could dey?"
"Only if you gots holes in your pockets." He started looking around the table as well. "Did you check under your napkin maybe?"
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Post by Crutchy on Apr 10, 2019 11:05:07 GMT -5
Crutchy shakes his head, looking under it. "...huh. Well, would ya look at dat. Sorry for freakin' out." He takes his money, chuckling nervously.
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Post by Nickel on Apr 10, 2019 11:57:30 GMT -5
"...huh. Well, would ya look at dat. Sorry for freakin' out."
Nickel shook his head. "It's no problem. Jus' glad you were able ta find it."
And speaking of money, he probably should start counting up his and paying up for his lunch.
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Post by Crutchy on Apr 10, 2019 18:43:40 GMT -5
Crutchy counts up his coins, pocketing a few. "It was nice havin' lunch with ya, Nickel." He stretches his leg, then moves his right one as he prepares to stand up.
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Post by Nickel on Apr 10, 2019 20:23:18 GMT -5
"It was nice havin' lunch with ya, Nickel."
A slight smile tugged at his lips as he got his money ready for his meal. "Yeah... it was nice," he found himself agreeing.
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Post by Crutchy on Apr 10, 2019 21:12:34 GMT -5
He grins, hopping up and grabbing his crutch, effortlessly tucking it under his arm. "Well... I guess see ya at the lodge, yeh?" He leans on his good leg, paying for his food.
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Post by Nickel on Apr 11, 2019 10:51:17 GMT -5
"Well... I guess see ya at the lodge, yeh?"
Nickel also stood up to pay for his meal. He shrugged. "Yeah, maybe."
He would obviously be at the lodge to sleep, but he wasn't sure if Crutchy would actually see him. There were alot of boys living at the lodge these days. It was easy to miss him among the sea of boys. And well, he was probably going to be out late doing some important things.
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Post by Crutchy on Apr 11, 2019 11:02:02 GMT -5
"Maybe? You sellin' evenin' edition or somethin'?" He leans against his crutch to grab his bag, putting it around his neck and sticking his right arm through, adjusting it.
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Post by Nickel on Apr 11, 2019 11:11:31 GMT -5
"Maybe? You sellin' evenin' edition or somethin'?"
Nickel quickly nodded. "Yeah. I was thinkin' about selling."
It wasn't exactly a lie. He did plan on selling the evening edition, but selling the evening shouldn't really take that long. Hopefully, Crutchy wouldn't think anything of it. There were other things he needed to get done besides appeasing Jack by selling some papers.
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Post by Crutchy on Apr 11, 2019 15:27:10 GMT -5
Crutchy shrugs. "A'ight. I'll jus' see ya around, then." He gathers up everything he has before starting to walk out.
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Post by Nickel on Apr 11, 2019 16:23:41 GMT -5
"A'ight. I'll jus' see ya around, then."
Nickel pursed his lips as he watched Crutchy go. Part of him wanted to go after the older boy, and maybe... hang out, but the other half was stronger. He stayed put. After all, it wasn't really safe to have friends.
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