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“By Jupiter’s throbbing cock, Hati, you sounded like a banshee.” Pec joins the conversation with his helpful remark. He gives me a quick and drowsy look over before diving back underneath his blanket, muttering something about morning horns and gods-forsaken-hours.
Floyd throws him a reprimanding look but the man is presumably already asleep. “Are you alright?” he asks me, his voice tight with worry.

A scene with the squad coming soon!

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