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We snuck back to the inn to get to our room hoping we wont wake anyone up.After all it was VERY late and after that we were both VERY tired.At least I was.

I put my cutlasses and any other gear I had on by the bed and began to undress...again.

"Thanks,for hitting him...with the stone.I don't think I could go for much longer.I owe you one." I took my shirt off and folded it up,same thing with my pants afterward.

"I should be the one thanking you,after all you did—partially–save me.I also got my dagger back."

Even though we didnt even know each others names,we still respected each each other.Its hard to come around people like that now a days.Speaking if names...

"Jonah,17." I said in a calm voice,I figured that if anytime was a good time to tell names,now it the time.

"Hara,also 17."She responded with a soft,soothing voice that made me feel a little warm.

"Well Hara,it was nice to meet you on this especially eventful night.I hope you rest well."

"Same for you Jonah,same for you."

We both crawled into bed facing opposite sides and drifted to sleep.Even though I looked like I was sleeping,I was definitely not sleeping.

Who was I really sleeping next to?Who were those guys in the street? Were they just your average street bandits or were they something else.Come to think of it,she did jump down there herself after they "provoked" her.

What did I just drag myself into?




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