02-07-2026, 01:13 PM
Of course she liked Mexican food -- it was home for her. Jackson shrugged. "I don't know. I kinda like that I can get whatever I feel like. We didn't actually get to go to the mall often. Usually only when out looking for a new mark. But it's not a good place to pick someone up." It wasn't something he was ashamed of, and it didn't feel wrong telling Marta, but he wouldn't tell anyone else that -- no one else would understand.
"If I had to choose. I think it'd be borning -- something like the Roast Beef Place I forget it's palce. I don't get it often."
He squeezed her hand and smiled. "I think they have a comic book store. We could go there?"


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