(You are all sitting on a rocky ledge, overhanging a canyon. In the distance, you can see the faint lights of a city. The sunlight is fading as the sun sets. You are sitting with the flock, your wings out. Iggy: Hey, Max, what time is it? Max, checks her phone: Eight twenty-five, Ig. Nudge: Hey! There's one burger left! Do you want it? she looks at you.
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