"I don't know," Reno admitted, his gaze settling on the door across the hall. "I don't know if I have a job anymore. I don't know what I'm gonna do for the rest of my life if I don't. I don't know... I don't..." Ugh, words. "Look, it's... I had it out with the presi-- With Rufus. And he told me he wanted to rebuild, and I said, 'fuck that,' and he called me property, and I threatened to flatten him, and it kinda ended on the sorta note where I'm pretty sure I'm in deep friggin' shit if I ever go back, and I don't know."
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Date: 2008-10-08 07:32 am (UTC)He didn't. Really.
"I don't."