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[angrycowboy]

[ This guy reads him better than he'd thought. The problem is, it's the people closest to him that Michael pushes away the most. ]

Nothing's going on. I need some space, is that so crazy?

[drmcsexy]

... not crazy no but it's this place, Mikey. Someone doesn't answer, who knows what's happened to them.

Space though. You got it.

The next day

[drmcsexy]

How long are you going to need space?

I need some help specific to you but I can check into one of the garages I've seen.

Re: The next day

[angrycowboy]

[ Fucking...

Garages, though. ]

What kind of help needs a garage?

[drmcsexy]

The kind that is me wanting a way to get to and from work faster than walking now that I'm back at haven.
head of surgery.

thinking a bike.

[angrycowboy]

Can't help you buy a bike, man.

Good call, though.

[drmcsexy]

[Wow, he's beginning to think he's been delusional in the past few weeks, because he definitely thought they were past this.]

Due to situations beyond my control, and some I was too blinded to control, I'm not entirely flush in cash. So the bike I'm looking at that I can afford right now needs work.
My first thought was you because I trust you.


I'll ask around. I think Cain got one and Tim has a bike. They might have someone I can talk to.

[angrycowboy]

[ He thinks about leaving it there. That'll stop the messages, right? That's what he wants.

Right?

He scrubs his hand through his hair, tosses the phone onto another chair. Then gets up, collects it, and quickly fires back: ]

You didn't say it was broken.

I can take a look.

[drmcsexy]

[Kyle knows he's pushing. He also remembers Michael in that alley, not letting Kyle go and hurt anyone else. He has no idea what's going on but he's going to be here for Guerin until he finds out.]

Yeah well, not like I can afford a top of the line bike, as if they just sell them anywhere here. I didn't work for a lot of months and there's been fines.

So I did some shopping and it's got potential and I like how it looked.

[That's useful, right?]

Would you? Really? That would be great. When works for you?

[angrycowboy]

[ Well, you know, if he'd actually gone into work today, it'd be a different answer, but: ]

Whenever.

Now, if you want. You have it with you?

[drmcsexy]

[That he could just come over makes Kyle frown. He isn't stalking Michael's schedule or anything but they've been talking enough lately that he knows he should probably be at work.]

I do. I walked it home last night. It started at first but then it wasn't running.

[angrycowboy]

Okay. Well we gotta roll it to a garage, then. I don't have my tools here

Unless that mansion of yours has something I can use?

[drmcsexy]

Tell me which one. I can get it there.

Leave my mansion alone. Though it probably does in some hidden cupboard or some shit.

[angrycowboy]

Kaylee's a friend of mine, I think she'd be fine with it. Serenity Garage. I'll ask her.

[drmcsexy]

Let me know and I can have it there right away.

I appreciate this Mikey. I need you.

[angrycowboy]

[ There's a delay here, because he's thinking about it.

In the end, he decides to just get it over with. ]

Damon's gone.

[drmcsexy]

[Everything about the bike, about anything else, all of it is gone in those words. Fucking hell.]

I'm sorry. I don't even have words for how sorry I am for you.

Where are you? You should come over.

[angrycowboy]

Don't. Pity's the worst.

I'm gonna come over. I'm gonna look at your bike, and I'm not gonna think of anything else. Is that cool?

[drmcsexy]

It wasn't pity. It's a guy that's been through loss recently and knows how bad it hurts.

Whatever you need.

[angrycowboy]

I'll see you soon.

[ ooc: is it ok to handwave this? ]