You call it regret, I call it Tuesday. Should have seen the places this Hunter's mouth had been before my ghost found me...
It's all good.
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I did not need to know that
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...and I did not need to be thrown in a shallow grave with a slug in my forehead, but that also happened.
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That is true, but it wasn't a slug it was an elemental bullet from my handcannon. And in that shallow grave was nuke, he rolled into it after he knocked himself out with the shovel.
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*ahem* shot in face and buried. Buried along side the exo I was trying to...save...nonetheless. Not that I'm holding a grudge or anything... :) Happens all the time.
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Yeah sorry about that... Want a cookie? *pulls out box of cookies*
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Well thank you kindly. *accepts* Next time I'm out shopping, I'll keep an eye out for ingredients to make something truly special. You get first serving.
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Yay! Want the box?
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Trying to watch my figure, but thank you anyway. Oh hell who can resist cookies? Thank you!
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No problem!