Callin' the Troops 5

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As Trooper mingled with the group, he felt a tap on his shoulder. Turning around, he found himself face to face with Galf, a familiar figure from his past.

"Trooper, is that really you?" Galf exclaimed, his eyes widening in disbelief.

Trooper's expression softened as he took in Galf's familiar features. "Galf, I can't believe it's been so long. How have you been?"

Galf grinned, clasping Trooper's hand in a firm handshake. "I've been surviving, just like always. But what about you? Where have you been all this time?"

Trooper's gaze drifted momentarily, memories of his past flooding back to him. "I've been wandering, trying to find my place in this world. But it seems fate has led me back to you."

Galf nodded understandingly, his expression sympathetic. "Well, you're always welcome here, Trooper. We could use someone with your skills."

Trooper smiled gratefully, a sense of belonging settling over him. "Thank you, Galf. It's good to be among friends again."

With that, the two old friends fell into easy conversation, catching up on lost time and reminiscing about the adventures they had shared in the past. And as they laughed and joked together, Trooper couldn't help but feel a sense of hope for the future, knowing that he had found his place among friends once more.

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