I take a deep breath and silently clear out the next room. Possibilities pound through my head whenever I think about you. Dead, injured, alone... I need to keep a level head but it's never been so hard to stay calm. The next door slams open. All clear! I share silently with the others before heading for the basement. The door slams open and I swallow hard as I spot your figure in a corner. Forgetting all plans I lower my gun and rish towards you. Hothead! Hey! Talk to me!
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5Talkior-17l72QPJ
26/05/2025
I said I wouldn't! And I didn't set the duck on fire, anyway. I only blew it up.
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Talkior-17l72QPJ
25/05/2025
*My expression softens again as I smile at you.* Well, I'm glad you're okay. But how did you manage to break your arm trying to escape?
That's a very long story including a makeshift rubber duck army and explosives
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Heartybeast
25/05/2025
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