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I'm getting real tired of getting dumped in strange places against my will. I don't like it.

[There's a low, dangerous growl of disapproval and the expression on Mick's face is not a pretty one. It's somewhat reminiscent of an angry bull. This was the second time in God knows how many days that Mick Rory has found himself stranded somewhere new and different, unsure what the hell is happening. It's not a good feeling. It didn't inspire much good will.

Though this is a definite improvement over the last place. For one, there's food. For another, he gets a free smart phone to yell at people over and voice his anger. Not bad. Though he did kind of think they went a little overboard with the white. What was with all the decorations anyway? This better not be like some low rent Christmas Town cause honestly, that sounded a lot like hell.]

You got five minutes to convince me not to torch this place to the ground cause I ain't in the mood to play nice right now. Somebody start talking. [The words come out as an angry snarl, teeth barred. He's not a happy bunny.]

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Fine.

[It's not fine. He's not fine and they're not fine and he can't even begin to explain that to Mick. Not that Mick would listen and not that he wants him to understand. He will, eventually.]

Just keep taking it out on me before you hurt yourself.

Like you even care.

[He growls lightly, trying to pretend he can't feel a thing because fuck, it's just easier not to sometimes.]

Stop pretending. It's getting old.

[Instead of stopping, Leonard starts to pretend, which means rolling his eyes as if he's not broken inside.]

Then stop whining.

Stop butting into everything I'm doing.

[He's had enough of Leonard Snart for one day.]

['Stop being a butt.' is a bit too first grade, so he refrains.]

Trust me. I wanna stay out of your way.

[It huts. Leonard meant so much to him, he was his partner - his best friend - and now being near him was too much. Too painful. And yet being away from him was the same. There was no winning here.]

Good. Make sure you do.

[He may not be best buddies with either of them, but he knows one thing, beyond all doubt: Leonard Snart and Mick Rory are--were?--best friends. The undeniable, always-there-for-each-other kind of friends he and Barry are. And this? What he's piecing together, here? Is making no sense.]

What the fuck happened between you two? [It's not his business, he knows that, and he doesn't even expect a real answer, but it's worth the ask at this point.]

[His current state of being mostly bruises speaks for itself in many ways, but he's not really bothering to hide it. Not a chance of that anyway.]

I made some mistakes.

[A beat.]

Seems to be taking it personally.

Big ones, apparently. [His eyebrows both arch toward his hairline.

He motions, vaguely, to his own eye.] You should probably...ice that.

[His lips quirk a little, but he's not feeling it.]

Thanks for the tip, kid.

[It's stupid. The way it even matters or makes anything tug in the back of his mind. Something from a world away that had never even been real, but he carried it all with him like it was, didn't he?

He wants to say something, but he wouldn't know what it should be if he did. Knows he can't be like that with someone like Leonard anyway. Even a simple 'you know where to find me' doesn't fit because it's not like he'd ever dream of taking him up on the offer at all. So instead, he just settles on a nod in his direction before he disconnects.]

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