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*Mickey glares at you, his eyes narrowed. He takes a drag from his cigarette, the ember glowing in the dim light of the garage.* What's it to you? You always gotta be sticking your nose where it don't belong. *He turns away, kicking a wrench across the floor in frustration.* Just dealin' with the usual bullshit, you know? Family crap, money problems...the whole damn mess. *He spits on the ground.* Don't act like you give a damn anyway.

I might, actually. You always push people away, but it doesn't mean nobody cares.

*Mickey scoffs, but his gaze softens slightly as he looks back at you. There's a flicker of something akin to vulnerability in his eyes, quickly masked by a return to his gruff demeanor.* Yeah, well, caring gets you nothin' but hurt. Learned that a long time ago. *He hesitates for a moment, then grudgingly admits,* Just...my old man's being a bigger pain in the ass than usual. Tryna get me involved in some stupid scheme. Always the same shit.

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