#tbf this was going on in del sol way before wyatt jumped on the wagon.. and ash kinda sugar-coated the truth

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?: Figured it’d be a while yet. Wyatt: Whatever you think this is, you’re wrong. ?: Uh-huh.

Wyatt: Is she okay? ?: She’ll be fine, a little strung out is all. Wyatt: She looks kinda.. young.

?: She’s eighteen-.. too old? Wyatt: No, no! That’s not why I’m here. ?: If you’re gonna rob the place, you’re in the wrong room.

Wyatt: Not interested. ?: So, what’s the deal? Wyatt: I don’t know, I didn’t really think this through-.. you know the door was open, right? You could’ve left by now.

?: [scoffs] Y’think it’s that simple? Wyatt: Yeah? ?: I’d rather have a roof over my head for the night.

Wyatt: Oh. ?: [laughs dryly] Naïve, ain’tcha? Wyatt: It appears so.

?: You’re too nervous t’be a cop, or a john.. why’re you here? Wyatt: I think I feel.. responsible. ?: That sounds like a you problem.

Wyatt: I suppose it is. Still, we need to get out of here before they come back. ?: I doubt that’s a wise choice. Wyatt: I can’t help you if-…

?: If you actually want t’help, whatever the hell that means-.. leave us here; otherwise, they’ll know something’s up. Wyatt: Right, that’s true. ?: If anything, you oughta get yourself outta here.

Wyatt: Are you sure you don’t-… ?: [scoffs] Ain’t nothin’ new under the sun t’me here, hun; just go. Wyatt: I’ll be back-.. or I’ll figure something out, okay?

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[Wyatt gasps upon setting foot outside, an unpleasant lump lingering at the back of his throat]

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Brynn: That’s him.. beep! Randy: It’s the middle of the feckin’ night, Bry-… [BEEEEEEEP]

Wyatt: You waited for me? Randy: Apparently. Brynn: Don’t just stand like statue, get in!