Enemies to lovers
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Dernière publication sam., avr. 6, 2024
One day when rick was walking on the road he seen a girl she looked almost the same age as his son carl who was back at camp. So he decided to go over to her to check on because she was alone was he approached her she pulled out her knife and rick put his hands up to show he wasn't a threat and asked her if she needed help and why she was alone.
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