Rating: G. So unlike me…
Words: 102. (Fuck. Lol.)
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"What do you MEAN you don't take credit cards!" Sanzo demanded.
The girl replied nervously, "Um, I'm really sorry, but we don't have a scanner yet…"
Sanzo saw red- literally- as Gojyo nudged in front of him and winked at the desk girl.
"Ignore him, he hasn't had his meds yet," he grinned, digging into his pocket. "This enough?"
The girl accepted the bills with a smile. "Yes, here are your keys." Gojyo thanked her, then turned to the others with a smirk.
"Anything to say about my gambling habits NOW, Sanzo-sama?"
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(Laughs) When plot bunnies attack, ya gotta feed 'em! What say? I wrote and edited it in all of five minutes, so there's probably something stupid about it, lol... (Expectant lookWell?