Surviving Solitude Part 7

"yer friend here told us his cousin died by 'em walkers." "i guess you don't know." i managed to say, their heads leaning in closer. "at our home, we killed someone." that was all that they needed.

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Dragon Ranch: Epilogue

"ah, it'll all be fine, em. just don't beat yourself up over it too much. i know you're a tough girl." "it's just that... ah, well..." emily managed to collect herself and stood up straight, letting out a large sigh.

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Zootopia: Twas that dumb box!

"my paw needs a new "flicker", he goes through em like he goes through my mom's pies."

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Too Much Narcissism

These are some fine shoes considering you bought 'em at the dollar store." "i didn't buy them at the dollar store," the rock python growled. rexar smirked. "right, you just stole 'em from a dumpster!

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Of Lawyers and Leagues

Prolly wanted to sue those fuckers what mutinied on 'em, or maybe let their enforcement teams at 'em for experience and to prove to investors that they ain't just sittin' around."

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Adult Conversations

They won't be able to broadcast our location or what we look like, but we'll need to leave 'em space dust.

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Anon x Vin (a bee)

There's a cute 'lil tuft of fluff on 'em too. >meanwhile vin slips your underwear off, revealing a nice-sized, throbbing cock.

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Story of Kelta - Prologe

em to gdy wprowadzi?em si? tutaj. bada?em na wszelkie sposoby. to obce. - bardzo. spojrza? na ?asic?. znajdowa? si? teraz na jego ?asce ale z drugiej strony nosi? w sobie teraz t? sam? tajemnic?. je?eli on jest niebezpieczny to czemu i jego nie uznaj?

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Convoy

Lots o' people, left an' right, some o' 'em my fault an' some of 'em not… an' the thought of there bein' just… nothin'?" the melancholy reached a fever pitch as jack downed the rest of his drink in one long pull, reaching for another that wasn't there.

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Chip Chip, My Little Horse

You get 'em when you're young, they're a fuck to get rid of later. that's something he and i know, and em knows it too. we've all had our fill. i think that's why he keeps cheering us on. the roadways were well-marked, if discreetly.

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The Last Stop Staryard

'sides, pingin' a scan might slip through an' alert 'em if we're unlucky." "creepin' it is! skrunkles good ats creepin'."

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