by xXLuciferXx » Tue May 21, 2013 7:44 am
Hatchet was till breathing heavily, slightly sore i nthe leg again, refusing to put any weight down on it for the time being.
Nate rolled his eyes, unhappy with the turn of events "Just get him in the lock up stall.... the one with the chains for emergencys." Before Johnny walked away. After he turned and headed to go put the gun away.
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