39 Memories of Glasses (1/2)

Selina Johnson | 10:00 A.M | Apartment

-...What do you know about Han!?

-Whoh there! Personal space lady.

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-Let's make a fair deal.

-Answer the question kid.

-Well now..

-I couldn't care less about your stupid deal.

-I take it as a 'Yes' then?

-Han, tell me about him. Where is he? What's he doing now?

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-How is he?

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Selina Johnson | 18:20 | Bar

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-So you are saying she's being trapped inside her own house?

-No Selina. Layla's..just taking a break.

-That's really a dumb way to put it Jerry.

-It's just temporary.

-Bullshit!

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-Break from what? Work? Don't give me that. Jerry she doesn't even give a damn about this place.

-...You know things are not like those sweet or sour little pieces of stories you just cook inside your head Sel.

-At least I don't picture them to be sad and pathetic.

-(sighs)...You are a piece of work Selina.

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-Why are you so damn agitated today?? Did something happened with your flatmate?

-Just give me her address. I'll go talk to her parents.

-No. Don't, do that please. Those two can't handle you.

-I wanna apologise..to all of them at least.

-Layla has no grudge against you. You know that.

-It's not just for her.

-I see.

-What are they saying? I mean the parents.

-'Her working environment, mostly the co-workers are bad influence on her mind'.

-”Co-worker” more like.

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-Anyway, before I get back to bar it seems like your bank manager..

-Wait, owner of the house where the thievery took place by the hands of that kid?

-Yes Sel; what else?

-...,- I gave Jerry a sharp look.

-Yeah, good to be assured...so as I was saying, he was running a racketeering business underground; apparently dealing with lsd.

-LSD...what as Life saving drugs?

-I believe otherwise.

-So?