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Date: 2019-06-27 04:27 pm (UTC)
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[Sabo had heard the question about work, but hadn't answered until now. He was too focused on rushing to the apartment complex to speak, really, since he knew it was too hot for either of them to be outside for much longer. As he walks up the stairs, his breaths are labored, and he's quite sweaty. Honestly, he shouldn't have booked it to the complex, but -- too late to undo that.]

I'm a bodyguard. For the casino in Minami. That was assigned to me, I didn't have a say on the job at all. But it's alright. Surprisingly mellow most days. [He slows his steps as he makes it to the floor where his apartment is, and turns around.]

This floor is fine, really. I don't hear anyone above me, but I'm not home that often anyway. So being on the top floor wouldn't really have that many benefits over being here. [He finally faces his door, rummaging through his pocket for the key to unlock it. After doing so, he holds the door open for the other man.]

After you! [The air conditioning was set to be running already, so the cool air is escaping the room as he holds the door open.]
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