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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Lichtenhart" data-source="post: 783894" data-attributes="member: 761">Monday, 3:53pmChing's Laundry, South Side"Well..." Josh says, trying to say something, to say he's sorry, to say that that brave girl probably deserves a computer and that he doesn't want to take it away from her, to say that they shouldn't live in fear that someone, someone like him, could come and take their money. He'd like to say that but he was never good with words, so he only takes the money with a sad and vaguely disgusted expression, only that he's disgusted by himself. When he fights, at least he usually fights against someone that really wants to hurt him, for a lot of different reasons, but that girl, with those eyes, didn't want to hurt him, well, now she does, but she's right.While he thinks all these things, with that wad of money in his big hand, Joshua stays still in the laundry, but when his eyes meet again the girl's angry stare he know he can't stand there anymore. He mutters something like "Ok. Friday." and runs away tucking the money under his jacket and turning the sign back on 'open'.He wanders off towards home or the gym, he doesn't know, then when he partially recovers he stops in an ally by a wall, makes sure nobody's watching him and counts the money Freddy gave him.</blockquote>