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eighteen / male / raccoon / location: the church / tags: frankie / x
xxxxxThe corners of Mark's lips turned down as Frankie announced his finger looked broken. Sure, he'd figured it was, but it still wasn't fun to hear from someone else's mouth as well. It's not his fault for noticing something so obvious, though. "Okay," he complied. It was as Mark stood there waiting for Frankie, that he realized how injured he was. The pain hadnβt set in before, due to his adrenaline. As Frankie came back, he willed the thought away. He'd need to focus on his hand for the moment, anyway. Following Frankie, Mark sat down next to him.
xxxxxThe process was uncomfortable, so with his finger wrapped up and the ordeal over, Mark felt relief. "Yeah, I hope," he answered. Still wary of putting too much pressure on his right hand, Mark tried getting up using both. It actually didn't hurt as bad as he'd anticipated. "Did I see anyone...? No, except you." The offer to sleep was enticing, but Mark's curiosity got the better of him. "Maybe we'll find people if we look?" The other male was right. If the two of them had escaped, there was a good chance someone else had the same idea as well. It didn't hurt to try and look, at the least.
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twenty-two / female / falcon / location: woods / tags: garrett / x
xxxxxLaura was surprised the person in the tree had come down. She'd expected him to say up there. βIβll just call you Garrett, then.β The question the brunet - whom she now knew as Garrett - asked reminded her of what she wanted to do before. "I'm a falcon. Not very interesting," she started. "What about you?"
