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Look what I found!

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"If you don't read the books I'd rather you not see the movie."

"'That guy'...." He said to himself. Nick didn't want to pry but at the same time he wanted to know so desperately.

"Not unless you’ve never read the books in the first place."Ben hesitated. “I got one in my pack though. Kept it for…uh, that guy, yeah. Sorta just stayed there, to be honest.”

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He blinked and looked up,”Oh, wow I just realized how bad that sounds,” He chuckled lightly and closed the notebook,”Your character. What I’m going to do with your character.” He explained.

She smiled holding up crossed fingers ” Crossed ” her smile faded slightly as she arched her brow ” What your going to do to me … and this would be  … what exactly ? “ 

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"Well you've got plenty of time. I refused. Movies ruin the books."

"No. I never was a reader. If they made movies of your stuff, I probably would’ve watched them." Ben shrugged.

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"Oh yeah? I'm glad he liked them. Did you ever read any?" He noticed the man's smile and was curious how close he and that friend of his were. And why the man made this man drive him.

"I knew a guy who owned all your books. Made me drive him whenever they came out with a new one." Ben couldn’t stop himself from smiling, at least before the image of Steve as he had been quickly faded.

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"The one and only," He smiled a bit. Though he wasn’t huge on his fame getting recognized was honestly a bit exciting.

"No, no it doe - " Ben stopped, frowning as he remembered something. "Wait, the writer fellow?"

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"Gotta have something to do. I guess I was, Nicholas Heat ring a bell?"

"The world ends and you’re still writing books or stories or whatever it is? There isn’t even anyone around to buy them anymore. Were you famous or something?"

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"Fingers crossed." He muttered,"Hm.... Yes I know. I know exactly what I'm going to do with you." He took up the notebook in his hand and started to scribble things in it.

" Good , I glad … that means I shouldn’t see you in the sick bay then " she said giving him a smirk as she watched him look her over 

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"It's alright my dear. I can understand where you're coming from.... Hmm." He bit his lip looking up and down at her in thought.

" Sorry that was a bit belittling, of course you would have known. I’m just trying to keep this from spreading even more then it already has " 

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"Yes thank you for telling me that. Otherwise I never would have known to stay away from the sick people."

" Yea it’s something alright…. For your sake I would be really careful  we don’t need anyone else catching this " 

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He nodded,"Yeah but yours would have a better ending.... Hm, being a rancher is too simple. You need something else, something original though... I'm not sure yet. Oh well, it'll come to me." Nick gave a shrug then looked him up and down,"I honestly would like to know more about you but that'd interfere with my current vision so I apologize that for right now I do not want to know about your life." He smiled a bit at the man's dream,"People are often weirded out but they love it at the same time. I'm Nick by the way." He stuck out his hand to shake the stranger's.

Randy thought for a moment of just how strange it was to be interesting enough to have someone want to write based off of him. Especially a love story at that. He thought of himself as a background guy, the funny friend. “Brokeback Mountain? That’s the love story about the two cowboys in the woods, right?” Randy asked. “That’s still real neat, I don’t know what it’d be like to read about a different me though. I mean when I was a kid I wrote a story once where I was a superhero.”

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He was always so amused when the people he wrote about reacted to their character,"Oh yes. You're definitely getting a love story." He mused enjoying this man even more,"I wonder if it should be a sort of Brokeback Mountain sort of deal... Hm, maybe." Nick shook his head as Randy told  him about himself,"Sorry but I don't actually write who you are. I write a character based off of what I see. Your mannerisms, your general attitude and your looks. I basically create a new you."

Randy’s face changed to an even brighter shade of red. He’d never thought of himself as any sort of a lovable character. He always figured he’d have to be some kind of a superhero with a tragic backstory and a dark secret before people loved him. “I’m… thank you. A- a love story? With a love interest?” Randy asked, a bit shocked. His love life could always have been best described as uneventful. “Well, I’m from Lafayette, but I didn’t live on a ranch or anything. I did have a neighbor though who had a bunch of chickens, but they got taken away because you actually weren’t allowed to keep chickens in an apartment complex.”

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"No I don't follow others. I create my stories based off of others. The idea of them I get, who they are what they do for a living, why they're at this spot in this very moment. That's what I write whether true or not but I don't ask others for their life story. That's not interesting to me. I create an alternate you."

"You say that like you’re gonna follow us around with a camera or some shit."

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He chuckled as the man before him blushed heavily,"No no. I see you as a simple man with simple pleasures but is really goofy and loveable. I personally am a bit parshall the love stories so I can't wait to come up with your love interest... Hmm... I don't know if I'd like to write you in our current setting though. No. Maybe the South? On some sort of ranch? Hmm... Maybe."

Randy continued to give the man a puzzled expression for a moment. Though he was incredibly tired, he wanted to come up with some kind of small talk. “I do? Well…” Randy’s face turned red, that was something nobody had ever said to him before. “Thank you. That’s real nice… unless you meant to write me as a villain or some kinda’ doofus, in which case that is mean.”

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"Well isn't that something?"

" Oh you know just your basic flu on steroids" 

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Nick looked up when the man called out to him. He smiled at the idea that he could be an artist. Well he was an artist of sorts but with words,"Hello there." Walking up to shook his head,"No, It's for writing. And you seem to be a character I'd like to write about sir."

  When the other man who was walking by suddenly stopped Randy looked up from where he was sulking. He stopped for a moment to look at the man, waiting for him to say something. The notebook was an interesting addition to this little moment. “Uhm… hi.” Randy said, unsure of what else to say. “Is that for drawin’?”

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Nick was walking by, at a distance though, when he heard the stranger's choice of words. He stopped dead in his tracks and raised an eyebrow. He turned towards the man and pulled out his notebook. He had stocked up on them when he left. Writing was something he basically needed to survie and this man piqued his interest. He would be an interesting character.

Randy leaned against the side of the barn and removed the mask he’d been wearing to check in on the bunker. His eyes burned from being awake for too long. “Great Googly Moogly.” He grumbled. “This sucks. Why can’t things just stop sucking for like five seconds long enough to catch our breaths. Why do we need all these curve balls and plot twists? I just wanna take a god damn nap.”