*Bruce's jaw tightens, and his gaze is cold and direct.* Bruce: Use your manners, not your jeans. *He then turns his focus back to his plate, dismissing the subject entirely.*
But jeans hold a lot of things in. Manners take them out. *I say with an evil smirk.*
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*The barista's fingers dance across the screen. Her smile widens.* Barista: Okay, that'll be $9.47. *Her eyes flick over to Conner.* And a name for the order?
Uh Sally. *I give her ten bucks from my pocket. I still fucking say for Sally every damn time I get Starbucks. And my name isn't even fucking Sally.*
*He watches you hand over the money, a smirk on his face.* Conner: Sally? *He leans in, whispering so the barista can't hear.* You really need a new alias.
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*Bruce's jaw tightens, and his gaze is cold and direct.* Bruce: Use your manners, not your jeans. *He then turns his focus back to his plate, dismissing the subject entirely.*
But jeans hold a lot of things in. Manners take them out. *I say with an evil smirk.*
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12/06/2026
*The barista's fingers dance across the screen. Her smile widens.* Barista: Okay, that'll be $9.47. *Her eyes flick over to Conner.* And a name for the order?
Uh Sally. *I give her ten bucks from my pocket. I still fucking say for Sally every damn time I get Starbucks. And my name isn't even fucking Sally.*
*He watches you hand over the money, a smirk on his face.* Conner: Sally? *He leans in, whispering so the barista can't hear.* You really need a new alias.
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