006 EXCUSE NOT TO MINE
Dan flinched, bracing for Ralph's fist. He half expected the blow to break bone, maybe cripple him. But the hand that reached for him wasn't Ralph's at all.
"Uh… Mr. Yaris," Dan said quickly, forcing his voice steady. "My finals are coming up. I might not be able to keep working part-ti this month."
The man in front of him wasn't his drunken uncle but Supervisor Yaris, the foreman of Aur Mine No. 15…the one who signed off Ralph's hours and handed him his wages.
Yaris chuckled. "Don't worry about it. A kid like you have no business in a mine anyway. I've told Ralph that more tis than I can count, but he never listens."
"Where's my uncle? I need to talk to him… about stopping work."
"Ral!" Yaris called out, lifting his voice across the pub.
Dan raised a hand quickly. "Please…don't call him. Not yet. I need to figure out how to tell him…in a nice way."
Yaris studied him for a mont, then nodded. "He's over there. Drunk, as usual."
In the corner, Ralph sprawled across a battered couch, one hand clutching a glass, the other draped lazily over the shoulder of a bored-looking hostess.
Dan didn't move toward him. Instead, he pulled out his phone, raised it in Ralph's direction, and tapped the screen.
"Begin mining," he whispered.
Turning on his heel, he made for the stairs.
"You're not going to talk to him?" Yaris called after him.
"No. Not tonight. Maybe in the morning, when he sobers up. He won't take it well if I tell him now."
"Right."
Outside, the night air was cool.
Dan's eyes stayed fixed on his phone, watching as the DemCoin app confird the mining process was still locked onto Ralph.
"Heading out already?" the bouncer at the door asked.
"Yeah. Told you it'd be quick," Dan replied.
"Co back in a few years when you can forget about the grandmas and taste the pussy cats inside
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