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(Finally edited for spelling. I don't want a beta. Go away.)
MacCready wouldn't pass up a job, even if it seemed sketchy at first - sure, she had a slave and, yeah, she wore a mask, but caps were caps, and she was offering more by the day."It was the choice of a payday and working for a fucking raider. She'd been inside Goodneighbor without issue and hadn't actually done anything violent, yet, but she was a fucking raider. The only thing they understood was a bullet between the eyes, he believed, but this woman was more than some drugged-up psychopath playing in blood. She had an air of confidence that only evaporated when she'd kiss and pet the dog's head. The only raiders he'd ever seen were idiots with big mouths and a lust for death; Vera was planning shit and making deals."
Named after a song by the same name by Sleep Token
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