Remy had rather pettily avoided coming to the store for a good couple weeks there, after his last conversation with Harley. Today, he was back -- if a bit late -- and determined to behave as if none of it had happened.

She'd kind of said he wasn't fired, after all. Even if it was in the process of not understanding the difference between a store and a house.

Whatever. She was running right into Remy's weird stubborn sense of pride and determination to see things through. So. He was back in the store. And had only pocketed a few small items from it so far.

And, sure. Let's throw in a sale on weird bug shit.

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