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Dee-Dee
Logic looked over at Frenchie and slowed the car a bit at his question. She swallowed and blinked once before looking back at the road and resuming a normal speed. "Then we leave him. It's hard to say... but it's his choice. He's not our problem they are," she said as she slowed a bit to make a turn, following the large billboards everywhere.
Frenchie looked back at Logic, he could see how hard it was for her to say that he nodded slightly in agreement,
"Then we leave hi behind," he said with a small sigh,
"and we head back to London." He ran a hand through his blond hair, and tapped on the window with the tips of his fingers,