[PRP] Hot Leaf Juice (Eve & Preacher)

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"Well, there's Lucas," Eve offered with a sneering grin and a snort. "But you won't find him in town, thank the ******** gods."

She didn't like him.

"Anyway..." ...and there she went to refill her wine glass. "I'm surprised I didn't give you all that at the start, it's sort of customary. As long as you're not going to out anyone."

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"I dunno Lucas." And she didn't, but she guessed he'd pissed Eve off enough she even remembered him in wine-state. "What'd 'e do?" Another refill. Preacher eyed the glass warily.

"I ain't got plans to broadcast. I jus' want it for m'personal use."

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Eve just sort of laughed and waved off the question.

"Do you have your phone? I can text you what I have," she offered. "I'll even overlook the 'personal use' bit sounding suspicious."

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"Yeah," she said, slowly pulling out her phone. Preacher rattled off the number and input a reminder into her calendar to change her phone number next month. She hated giving out her number.

"Dunno why ya can't jus tell me."

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"If you're fine not having a record," Eve shrugged. "I know Jamie, Lily, and Oliver. There was another... Lana? Landry, but I never saw her in town after we first met."

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[The Semblance of Unity]

"Damn," she muttered. "Only those four? I knew 'em already."

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"Sorry," Eve shrugged. "That's all I can remember."

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"If ya 'member more, text me?" She'd already given her number, might as well use it for a bit. Preacher stood up.

"Thanks, I guess."

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"If I remember," Eve repeated. She sent Preacher off with an amicable wave.

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