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... ents to fall asleep much quicker. But yeah, Jared and Bogdan were still tinkering with their new gun or their new set of explosives while Kuzma and Ruben were still patrolling outside.

Oscar, on the other hand, wouldn't just sit still while waiting for his daughter while everyone else who came with him was doing whatever.

I could already feel the looks everyone else in our circle was giving me but I can't just choke out the ones that were down on their noses while working on thei ...

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