Michael reached up and idly traced the scar on his cheek. daamn he could really use one of his pills right now, but it wouldn't do being seen popping one right now. He started pacing around, keeping an eye out to make sure none of the security guards or soldiers started towards him. He couldn't let them get this briefcase, it'd mean jail time and some trouble with the boss.
"Sh1t sh1t sh1t I need a pill!" He mutters to himself as he paces.
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