[ Troy's spent the day fixing up window units for an at-least-a-little-shady used appliance guy. He's basically the opposite of dressed up, in junk clothes with smudges of dust and gunk that refuse to be shaken free. He's just picked up dinner, which explains the plastic bag containing a box full of fast-food tacos.
And oh, hey. He knows that person. His face opens into a grin, and he waves. ]
Hey, Kenzi! Long time, no see. How's it going, girl?
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And oh, hey. He knows that person. His face opens into a grin, and he waves. ]
Hey, Kenzi! Long time, no see. How's it going, girl?