Text: Brother

Cisco: You won’t find me.

Cisco: If you do though, make your presence known because I might hurt you otherwise. I don’t want to hurt you.

Cisco: I may or may not have taken off my wristbands.

Vi: I will find you. Just tell me what you’re doing. What the fuck, Cisco?

Cisco: Just don’t come looking for me, okay?

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