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so… i was walking down the third floor hall of tate, heading from polisci class to dr muth’s medieval philosophy… and wham i was shot point blank in the arm by my assassin. i was unarmed, and helpless. tis life. or death, i suppose…
so… i was walking down the third floor hall of tate, heading from polisci class to dr muth’s medieval philosophy… and wham
i was shot point blank in the arm by my assassin. i was unarmed, and helpless. tis life. or death, i suppose…