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patchymills:

Can I ask who you are, Sir?

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Sorry. The name’s Alex. Alex Darling.

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patchymills:

You are very good, Sir.

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Thank you.

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pretty-stella:

Well, you didn’t so much tell me as I offered, but thank you. I’ll just stay out of your way in my own row.

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You any good, kid?

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pretty-stella:

I come before my shift sometimes. Sorry, did you want me to go? I didn’t mean to interrupt.

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No, stay. Not my place to tell you what to do.

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patchymills:

You didn’t look proud with your perfect shots.

Just keeping on top of my game. 

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patchymills:

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[Feels somebody’s eyes on him and turns with an eyebrow raised] Everything alright, kid?

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pretty-stella:

Oh. Wow, nice shooting.

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Thank you… I didn’t realise anybody was usually around at this time in the morning.