#badtotbone

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badtot-bone

            "T Bone. Wake up."

      Extended fingers went to nudge his friend's shoulder. The man sat hunched over in a computer chair, appearing to be passed out on the desk in front of their plethora of screens on the wall in front. It was a little past noon and he needed the work space, anyway. When he said he was going to drink after their argument regarding the current living situation, the vigilante didn't think it would be enough to knock him out.

     Yeesh.

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     Animals. He always did his best to avoid them, as they were highly prone to making noise. More so with dogs. Which just so happened to be his predicament. It was hard to exit a house's side window unnoticed with a barking Labrador on your heels. No one was home - he'd made sure of that - but he assumed they'd locked up their mutt, as he'd scouted the place out days before. 

     The contractor needed some information from a memory stick. He should have accounted for the pet to be sleeping in the owner's study. Assuming the better of a situation never lead to anything good. He should have been better prepared. Oh well. 

     Garrett surveyed the area upon landing crouched on the ground, soon standing and adjusting his satchel to leave the area. If he'd drawn any attention, he'd be gone soon anyway. It didn't matter too much to him.