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Windsor, Colorado, United States


(* Your fights done! Are ya proud of yourself? )
[* It feels like I just fought a kid! ]
“ I AM NOT A CHILD!- “
[* Yeah that’s the issue. ]
“ THE RELIC IS MINE YOU WENCH- “
[* Oh a wench?! I’ll teach you to watch what words come out of your ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ mouth- ]
(* J. )
[* -very long pronounced sigh.- ]
[* F-F-F-Fiiiiiine. ]
[* This better have been worth my trouble to come out of the cabin.. ]
[ * I know you probably won't hear this, and that's okay. ]
[ * Just know things haven't changed. ]
[ * Your friend.. ]
[ * Okay enough talking need to beat this punk Jess.. ]
(* You rear backward, steadying yourself.. )
blue corn chip
uhhh i cant think of more blue things dammit
[* We're waiting for you! ]