Mike clears his throat, rubbing at an eye.
"Um...this is Mike, yeah," he says blearily. "Cor's off for a swim with Terenia, reckon he'll be back soon enough. Hit me 'ead back in the bar, so don't let it shock you, I'm fine. It was close, but we're both fine. Just feel like I drank a few too many pints. Where've you been, then? Missing a lot of action over 'ere, and besides, I reckoned uh...yeah, I remember you saying you were heading back 'ome. Can't leave this place either?" He laughs tiredly.
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"You hit your head?" Myitt snaps. "Don't do that, it'll bruise your pretty face. As long as you're okay..."
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"Yeah. Like I said, nothing a good night's, a cuppa and maybe a couple of Panadol won't fix."
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"What's he doing talking to Terenia...like that?" Myitt asks hesitantly, glancing at Terenia.
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A small bout of static. "Christ, me 'ead, can I explain it to you later? It's a long bloody story."
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Myitt shrugs. "Just get home safe and tell me there, okay? That's an order."
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"Yes, mummy."
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Myitt rolls her eyes. "Weird. I wonder what the hell that's all about..." She shakes her head and keeps walking.