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𝗗𝗢𝗡𝗘 𝗥𝗨𝗡𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚 | 𝗣𝗔𝗥𝗧 𝗫

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𝗗𝗢𝗡𝗘 𝗥𝗨𝗡𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚 | 𝗣𝗔𝗥𝗧 𝗫

𝗗𝗢𝗡𝗘 𝗥𝗨𝗡𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚 | 𝗣𝗔𝗥𝗧 𝗫

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𝗩𝗢𝗜𝗖𝗘𝗦 𝗙𝗟𝗢𝗔𝗧𝗘𝗗 𝗧𝗛𝗥𝗢𝗨𝗚𝗛 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗪𝗜𝗡𝗗 to us, each sounding strained as our sights were set on the metal, iron gates of the boarding school

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𝗩𝗢𝗜𝗖𝗘𝗦 𝗙𝗟𝗢𝗔𝗧𝗘𝗗 𝗧𝗛𝗥𝗢𝗨𝗚𝗛 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗪𝗜𝗡𝗗 to us, each sounding strained as our sights were set on the metal, iron gates of the boarding school. Our legs were tired from running, but once we reached the fishing bridge, the herd had thinned out and we were able to calmly walk up the pathway and to the courtyard.

Brody: You are not listening to me. Marlon, listen to me – I’m telling you, the place was ransacked!

Marlon: It’s fine. We’ll deal with it.

The smaller gate was opened for us by Mitch, his eyes widening at the duffel bags in our hands, each of us walking into the yard with a smirk.

Ruby: Took y’all a while.

Louis: “How poor are they that have not patience!

We walked up to a picnic table, placing the duffel bags down and unzipping them to show the rest of the group the large amounts of food inside.

Willy: Aasim! Mitch! Check it out! Food!

Mitch: That’s, like, a lot of food.

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