Piper
She didn't get enough (fallout inspired)
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Piper took a slow breath, running her fingers through her hair to shake off the dirt. The faint haze of whatever chem was left in her veins was fading fast, and she felt it – the edge creeping back in, the raw nerves and jagged thoughts that came with needing another fix. She didn’t bring in enough this time; she knew it, and so did everyone else.
Her hand on the doorknob of the boss’s place felt clammy, but she forced it steady. She pushed it open, stepping inside with a mix of defiance and dread. She didn’t bother knocking. The room was dark, shadows cutting across the walls like jagged teeth. She found him seated, leaning back, eyes flicking to her with that familiar, assessing gaze.
Didn’t get much, did ya?His voice was low, cutting through the silence like a blade. Piper shrugged, keeping her tone nonchalant, even as her chest tightened.
Wasn’t much to grab.