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[orangetoughguy]

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[orangetoughguy]

I guess.

[More mixed feelings on the looking. All Freddy really wants is for his family to have closure, whether that's letting them think he's dead or letting them think he's abandoned his old life permanently.]

We have to stop somewhere for fuel.

[He reminds the old man, almost annoyed by this lack of concern for other logistical things but he knows Larry's trying to put the ailing kid first.]

[whitetwoguns]

[Ailing bitter, sarcastic Freddy is first through and through.]

Fuel. Food. A rest.

[Sigh. They're still making tracks. That is also what counts. And so far they have been soaring under the radar. Right before that whore house is a small independent gas station. The car pulls in. Larry has to stub out his smoke too soon.]

Fuel first, you're right.

[There's a wad of bills in the breast pocket of his shirt that he reaches into for a few. He knows he's going to pump the gas and pay. Let the kid fucking rest and stew. Or just stew.]