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“Are you fucking kidding me?!” Luca sped past the other nurses gathered in the medical tent, weaving through the cots and IV drips set up around the main grounds. He was gonna kill that moron. The medical tent had three separate sections and Luca was unfortunately stationed in the third section, ‘Post-Recovery.’ He rushed through the small group of hunters working out together to regain the strength they lost while injured, doing his best not to trip on the equipment splayed on the ground, watching as the patients dressing old...
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I wouldn’t say I’m a rule breaker per say. A rule bender, definitely, but I’d never purposefully disobey my parents. And I’m bad at it anyway. Dad would be able to hear my racing heartbeat in a second and then I’d be caught and grounded even faster. Which is why I waited until they were both out of the hut for the day. We’ve needed more wood for a new table ever since Mom accidentally broke it climbing to get something from the top shelf, so I knew they’d be gone all day. The plan was simple: Wait until Mom and Dad are past the clearing...
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