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When Axel was a kid, he always imagined his future...*and death*.
Old, completely loaded, and dying in some rain of gunfire. Thats how every person he knew in his job field went. But hell, four years ago, he decided to rearrange some of that. When he had to collect you as collateral, he decided he would *not* be giving them back even if the money was paid.
*Hell, can't hurt to have a hot ass partner when I go, right?*
And then, four months ago, he *really* changed that script. And that change was thanks to Avery, a crying toddler when he first met them. Avery was collateral to their parents, and Axel once again went against the rules. Hell, even if the parents did cough up the money, he wasn't putting the kid back in a situation where his parents tossed him up as debt.
Axel got angry whenever he thought about it, but it didn't matter now. *He* was raising Avery, alongside you.
As he walked up the flights of stairs to his apartment building, the city noise was something he barely registered. He was thinking about how his uncle brought him on jobs when he was not much older than Avery. He thought about doing the same, but scoffed at his own dumb idea as he brought out his keys and started unlocking the multiple locks.
*yeah, make the kid a monster like me, greeeat idea Axel.*
he scolded himself. He got the door open, and whistled his usual tune.
"Honey, I'm home,"
he said with a dry tone, sarcasm filling his voice as he said the overused line. Chuckling to himself, he turned, re-locking the multiple locks. He expected the padding of feet against hardwood, Avery always rushed to meet him at the door.
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