Anonymous whispered :
Why did you start smoking?
To be honest, I can’t really remember. I think it had somethin’ to do with rebelling against my dad and tryin’ to act cool.
But now I just do it outta habit.
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edwardisedward:
ahumblebountyhunter:
“Yeah, yeah, sounds good to Spike.” He shrugged off non-nonchalantly. “How far away is not too far, Ed?”
“Walking distance!~ Well, if Spike thinks a couple miles is walking distance..” She giggles, doing a little roll, using the momentum to get herself onto her feet.
“A couple miles? Ugh…well it could be worse, I guess,” He let loose a sigh, “C’mon, before I change my mind.”
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bondless-children:
ahumblebountyhunter:
“Huh?” He looked down at the pad, and then back up at the girl, a quizzical look on his face. Never had he have to sign for something. Sure, an I.D was asked every now and then, but never a signature. Something seemed fishy, but Spike wasn’t going to dwell on it too long. “Alright, kid. If you say so.” And so he signed the paper, clear as day, before reaching into his pocket. “…Ahah!”
“It looks like I must’ve left my wallet at home. You don’t mind giving a guy a freebie with the I.D thing, do ya?”
“Spike.. Oh! Spike Spiegel?” She asked, looking up from the paper. “You have something on hold from my manager.” Sadie placed the notebook down and hurried in the back.
“J-just a moment!” She came back after a couple of moments with a package. “T-this is on the house apparently. The note says it’s for you.”
He blinked once, taking the package and looking it over, “Oh? Annie always did have a way with givin’ me things I couldn’t afford.”
“Maybe it’s alcohol and protein this time. Who knows how long it’s been since I’ve had either of those,” He teared at the package, not even stopping to look at the note.
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edwardisedward:
ahumblebountyhunter:
“That, I’m gonna leave up to you. Since we both know neither of us can cook, you find the nearest, cheapest place and I’ll pay.”
“Just don’t…get somethin’ nasty, alright?”
“Nasty nasty?~ Why would Edward want gross food?~”
The ditz pounds away at her keyboard for a bit, before falling onto her back and grinning up at Spike. “Fast food, fast food, Ed found greasy burger place not too far away!~ Sound good to Spike?~”
“Yeah, yeah, sounds good to Spike.” He shrugged off non-nonchalantly. “How far away is not too far, Ed?”
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bondless-children:
ahumblebountyhunter:
“Uhah, right. Well, I don’t really see a point in getting the manager. Just get me a pack of smokes; the cheapest you have please.”
“Y-yes, of course..!” She muttered, getting some off the shelf. The teen hurried and placed them on the counter. “S-store policy says you must sign b-before I allow p-purchase..” Sadie gulped, holding a pen and notebook out to the bounty hunter.
“Huh?” He looked down at the pad, and then back up at the girl, a quizzical look on his face. Never had he have to sign for something. Sure, an I.D was asked every now and then, but never a signature. Something seemed fishy, but Spike wasn’t going to dwell on it too long. “Alright, kid. If you say so.” And so he signed the paper, clear as day, before reaching into his pocket. “…Ahah!”
“It looks like I must’ve left my wallet at home. You don’t mind giving a guy a freebie with the I.D thing, do ya?”
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edwardisedward:
ahumblebountyhunter:
“…Sounds ‘bout right. No bounties, huh? Well lucky for us, I managed to snag a couple on my trip.”
“You up for some cheap food that’s not in a premade container?”
“Yeesss!~ Though, where would Spike get not pre-cooked food on Bebop?”
“That, I’m gonna leave up to you. Since we both know neither of us can cook, you find the nearest, cheapest place and I’ll pay.”
“Just don’t…get somethin’ nasty, alright?”
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Name's Spike. Some call me a space cowboy. I'm just a humble bounty hunter. 
