“I’m cleaning up like a mobster in here.” He grimaces and looks around the room, sheepish. “Uh…no offense.” Luca’s quiet for a second, his eyes glinting with amusement. Mads looks like he’s about to stroke out, and Ford is eyeballing the exit. I catch Edgerton’s expression, and he seems like he’s just about to break. Mads’ voice shakes as he continues, “No, really, guys. I’m cool. I didn’t mean anything by it. Please don’t, like, fit me with concrete shoes and throw me in the river or anything.” Luca tosses his head back, laughing from deep within his belly, then Edgerton, of all people, joins
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