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Kicking him would have been more than easy enough at that moment. There he sprawled, content as could be on the cobblestones, staring up at the sky. What a moron. And he wasn't exactly improving her mood just then, either, persisting in this business of her acting the whore. It was...ridiculous. Her? A whore? Whatever point he was trying to make, she didn't seem to see it. She was too focused on the fact that he was calling her a whore. Of all things."Whore or not, you'd be the last one I'd take coin from," she responded, keeping her tone level and icy.
She stood rooted to the ground, staring at the man sprawled out on the ground, staring up at the sky. He had a kid to get home to and there he was, not moving, just a drunk ass laying on the ground. "Besides, it doesn't take seeing a drunk man to think he's a bad father. Look at you. That how you're going to get home to take care of your kid? Staring at the sky?"
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