Mistakes of the Past
Shobek stared at Mammon, his hands were starting to sweat, thinking of all the things that could possibly go wrong with this.
Shaking off his sudden fear, Shobek smiled and stood up, "Shall we have a drink and go meet her then?" Maybe ten fuckin drinks.
"Excellent!" Mammon put his hand out for the final seal and Shobek, pretending to dust off his pants, wiped the sweat from his hand before finalizing the shake. A small flash of light happened between their hands and invisible gauntlets clasped around each other's wrists.
"I am glad these come off at soon as the deal is complete. Otherwise, I would've run out of room for them years ago due to those video game deals we make." Shobek chuckled,
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