Date: 2015-07-19 07:55 am (UTC)
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Mike smiled faintly, and it was something similar to proud. He pulls the other into a not-quite one-armed hug--instead an army-like pat on the shoulder, stiff but thankful.

Whatever had happened, he had gotten through to the other. He wouldn't be a complete dick, and he makes sure he and he alone deals with the grisly, grisly stuff. The blood. He just gets Billy to start collecting belongings and the like, make sure there's nothing personal in the place, and a few other seemingly menial tasks that actually take a load off of Mike.

The cleaning crew are nice, simple folks. Low-end with a gardening center van and uniforms. They all greet Mike and Billy with 'sir' and one of them looks at an item of clothing.

"It's Whistler," they say, and Mike nods.

"Walked in on him like this. We're thinking Ahri did it, so keep an eye out for the Armenians, alright?"

"Yeah. Shit, that guy was gold. I mean a junkie, but damn."

"Girlfriend, too." Mike jerks his thumb in the direction of the bathroom.

"Are you going to tell Chuck?"

"No, and neither are you guys." She'll flip. That seems to be the end of the conversation, and Mike gets a phone call. It lasts all of 'Okay, see you in 10, bye,' before he's done and looks over at Billy.

"We're done. You still up for driving?" No 'are you okay,' no nothing. Mike's in one of his moods.
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