… No. My dad’s kind of loaded with cash. Spoiled rich girl, remember?
[She says it bitterly, resisting the urge to gnaw on her cheek. She hates that, too—- like acknowledging her privilege will somehow invalidate the hustle she’s poured into every second of her life. But she does it anyway.]
Is he really a great example? I feel like he’s a bad example. … And what sucks?
[Surprisingly, Rex's dialogue is frightfully candid.]
That's why I work with a team now!
You can't slack off that hard when you're by yourself. Look, if I'm on a squad, I can get drunk and stack milk cartons in a boozy haze while the others cover for my dumb ass!
Also, being part of a crew means that there always has to be a headquarters, which means free room and board, baby!
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[She says it bitterly, resisting the urge to gnaw on her cheek. She hates that, too—- like acknowledging her privilege will somehow invalidate the hustle she’s poured into every second of her life. But she does it anyway.]
Is he really a great example? I feel like he’s a bad example. … And what sucks?
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Doin' it all on your own.
Some of us didn't have a choice for a while.
A long while.
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Are you… still doing it on your own?
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[Surprisingly, Rex's dialogue is frightfully candid.]
That's why I work with a team now!
You can't slack off that hard when you're by yourself. Look, if I'm on a squad, I can get drunk and stack milk cartons in a boozy haze while the others cover for my dumb ass!
Also, being part of a crew means that there always has to be a headquarters, which means free room and board, baby!
I'm never goin' solo. They can't make me!