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preplay hex and q
Hex had done a bit of shopping and his bags by his feet as he sat at the cafe. Scrolling his phone with one hand, he held a half a sandwich in the other. He wanted to text his agent, but he knew he wouldn't get a reply. All he wanted was a steady part. Walk on's and day play didn't pay the bills in this stupid country.
He wore defeat on his brow as an email came through thanking him for his time but they were going a different direction.
He sighed heavily.
He wore defeat on his brow as an email came through thanking him for his time but they were going a different direction.
He sighed heavily.
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Q scribbled his number down on a napkin and pushed it towards Hex.
"You know I'll never say no to tea," he smiled. "It was really nice seeing you, Hex. I hope to hear from you."
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Hex didn't leave it at that. He rose to his feet so he could give Q a tight hug.
"You can count on it," he assured him.
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Q made a surprised sound, not used to being embraced, then laughed a bit.
"Take care, Hex," he said, returning the hug before finally letting go.