You walk out from the Deadheads, and look around the Glade. Boys are busy at they're jobs, most with their shirts off as the sun beats down on the Gladers. The breeze is warm as it blows through your hair. A goat bleats in the distance, from the barn, and birds chirp in the trees
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4Deadpool’s wifey
12/12/2024
Grace(TMRfan)
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12/12/2024
🪱 Wormlet 🪱
05/11/2024
yeah, I'll have to stay out of sight for a while, I killed their leader
Minho: You did what?
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Grace(TMRfan)
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05/11/2024