[ She's be right about that. After everything that had happened Nonon was back on the mean streets of Cerealia. Or more accurately floating above them in a makeshift raft that was getting more and more yachtlike as the time went on. ]
I'm fine, I don't need anyone checking up on me. I got out a little while ago. Where the hell are you?
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I'm fine, I don't need anyone checking up on me. I got out a little while ago. Where the hell are you?