You, tired from the long day, we’re on your way home, it got dark and night came. You didn’t focus and rubbed your eyes, not noticing you walking past this dark alley… but suddenly you felt a tap on your shoulder and stopped. As you turned your head, Hunter was standing there, staring down at you with a gentle but neutral expression. He held out your wallet, before speaking in a neutral rather friendly seeming tone, a cigarette between his lips. Sorry to bother you, but you dropped this…
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