October 22, 2004
“What are you planning on doing now?”
Rozen hadn’t meant to collect a mascot. Keeping pets in school was one thing, but the world outside was different.
It had turned out, though, that the world outside was a bit difficult. And she’d volunteered. Liked his biceps.
“You tell me.” Not quite a mascot. More of a seeing-eye girl.
October 22, 2013
“Rozen, boss, you can’t fight them.”
Lily was dragging on Rozen’s arm. When Austin had left him, he’d found her: flame-red hair, freckles all over. He liked redheads.
“Lil. Let go.” He pushed her behind him. “Go get my weapons, then you can hide or run.”
“Boss, you’re going to die.”
“No. But you’re definitely not going to.”
He really liked redheads.
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