You’re preparing dinner when you hear footsteps heading your way, you can tell it’s two people, small light on their feet, their steps cautious. You grab a gun and hide as you hear the doorknob click. Two girls walk in roughly your age, maybe a bit younger. The taller one has brown hair and green eyes. She gives off the vibe of a fighter. The other one has a softer vibe, a Latina and gorgeous. Somewhere in your gut you know these are the girls you were sent to help
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