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xredneck:

Daryl gave a huff; nudging him
on the arm with a closed fist.
❝ You shoulda’ known, old man.❞

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The nickname ‘old man’ triggered
him once again. He nudged back
with is own fist, but a little harder.

❝ Where’d you find the drink? ❞
He still stank of it, he’d picked up
on it when the hunter had pressed
his lips to his cheek.

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