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(I'll be on all day mostly. Once or twice at the least.)
(I'll be on all day mostly. Once or twice at the least.)
(I won't be on from 9am to 2pm probably. Our church is doing a Christmas Program tomorrow)
(Hmm. Well I won't be on until like 10 or something– we have church super early at like 8:15 so we have to wake up at like 7….)
(WoAh. That's too early for me XD)
( try 5:00)
(No)
(Woah, I got up at five for a while cause I'm a committed babysitter XD)
(Well, I don't babysit, so….)
( I just never sleep and when I do I get up around 5 for some reason)
(Can I spice up the convo a bit?)
(Yeah.)
(Oh. Fuzzy pickles.
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That is all.)
(??? Are they moldy or something??)
(Runs in Hi everyone! I'M SO SORRY I DISAPPEARED I WAS AT DINNER WITH A FRIEND WHO HAD JUST GRADUATED COLLEGE FOR THE SECOND TIME ;-; I'm sowwy…..and I feel bad now for making y'all wait for me…)
(Nah it cool. Also, I'll let you interpret fuzzy pickles any way you want.)
(XD I AM A PICKLE)
(Pickles!)
(I mean it. My nickname for my dad is Pickle)
(XD niceee)
(AAAH GRACE!)(I MISSED YOU)(Also, I was waiting for you XD)
(XD Oof. I guess.
(My dad used to call me jelly bean :))
(Lol….
Okay….. Say, "fuzzy pickles!"
snap)
Molly is leaned over, her arms wrapped around Clovis. Her tears have stopped and she sits silently.
Clovis stares blankly ahead, his arm bleeding out on the ground.
Darren covers his mouth, "Oh my."
He bends down by them. "He's losing blood fast!"
Fiona knelt next to Clovis "Darren, put your coat under Clovis' head, Molly lay him down gently. I need something to use as a bandage and some disinfectant. Is the bullet still in his arm?" she tore a strip of cloth from the bottom of her shirt and closed her eyes momentarily.
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