NesaNudee
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There it was. That sound. Orm recognize that sound because it was a weekly event. Every Saturday, the same time, the same sound, the same person. Orm hated the predictability. It was honestly getting to be a bit of a bore.
The sound of the motorcycle got louder as it approached outside and then it stopped. Which meant it was soon to be followed by
* Ding ding *
There it was, the chime from the store door. She was here.