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[Nathan is hanging out on a bench near the fountain, seeming more interested in his phone than the camera.]

You know, Johnny. I was going to text you, but I keep getting this overwhelming urge to tell you to try slipping me an E before you send me to my fiery grave. Since you're probably still on a trial period thanks to you being a total psychopath, I thought it'd be best to say where all your police friends could hear me pointing out that you're not my current drug dealer, even if I do have my suspicions about what you do on the side.

That, and I couldn't be bothered to think up a new alias for you. But it's mostly the dealer thing.

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January 2020

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