He rolls his eyes a little. "Braddock's got me on this high protein, high veg, low carb diet," he grumbles. "Not that I don't sneak some things sometimes, but...much as I hate to admit it, it's kept me from dying. That and cutting back on the smokes has-"
He stops when he hears the noise, frowning, and heading for the door to the back room automatically. "What the hell..."
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Date: 2018-09-28 04:31 am (UTC)He stops when he hears the noise, frowning, and heading for the door to the back room automatically. "What the hell..."