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"Las' time I got angry, I broke a couch," he admitted, scratching the back of his neck. "An' y'all people are so tiny I'm afraid of killin' ya if I swing a punch."
"Las' time I got angry, I broke a couch," he admitted, scratching the back of his neck. "An' y'all people are so tiny I'm afraid of killin' ya if I swing a punch."
"Good point." He ran his fingers through his hair, still lying on his back. "I know I should be practicing my routines now, but I really don't want to have to deal with the fucken' monkeys. They're a pain in the ass. You know?" Romeo glanced at Alex, pointing to another wagon-cage. "The ankle-biters, if you will."
"I never got close to the monkeys before," he said, pushing off of the dog cage again. "Boss wanted me to one time, but I said no. Didn' want then to go crazy 'n bite me."
"Sebastian can be a raging asshole when he's in a bad mood, but Cesario is nice enough. Want to see them? They've got to come out anyway." Romeo sat up, ready to stand and get the monkeys' leashes. "This act isn't perfect just yet, so a little more practice before tonight shouldn't hurt."
"Um…yeah, I guess," he said with a shrug. "I ain't gotta get dressed for a while now, so it wouldn't hurt."
"Give me a moment. Mind staking the dogs back up?" He held out the leashes, but soon retracted them. "Actually, no, it's fine. They'll be okay." He tired the dogs to the bars of the wagon instead of staking them, walking off to the next wagon. The rattle of bars could be heard from where Alex stood, although it didn't feel aggressive or angry.
"Good morning, you two." Romeo clipped on their leads, both monkeys now either perched on his shoulder or in his arms.
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