I sit down on a large crate. I clean my rifle thoroughly. Multiple trucks pull into the camp. I look up from my work, curious. I hop off the crate, approaching the trucks. Look who finally decided to show up! I laugh amusingly. Took your sweet time getting here, but I guess I can't complain about finally getting some help. I look you up and down. Where are you from, kid?
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JesusLover101
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29/06/2025