i walked to winston and eves ماند, خلوت خانہ sat and started grooming myself. winston stepped out and کہا "hello hutch why are آپ here?" I کہا "I came to warn of a danger." scream! i woke up and saw garth he was carrying kate she tried countlessly to get away but didnt succeed. garth set her down kate screamed garth continued to hold her and said"listen i know this is weird but this needs to happen!" kate stressed and stressed some more. candu was اگلے to me i کہا "whats happened to you!?" he کہا "the eastern wolves tortured me and آپ im gonna die اقدام on man good bye." he was silenced forever after that. hutchs anger rose he got madder and madder until he broke the door and ran down the long corridor and کہا "god dmnit garth your gonna pay motha fucka!" he came to the door where kate was held hutch was hit with blunt object and he passed out. humphrey shot the lock to the room to where kate was held garth started to mount kate he کہا "this is gonna be so sweet ^_^!" kate screamed again and they both fell on the floor. humphrey walked in and put his m911 pistol to garths head and said" im giving آپ one chance get off my wife یا a silver bullet is going through your skull!" garth got off kate and said" ok آپ win." he pulled his gun out and pulled the trigger humphrey took the bullet for kate his ribs were broken and the bullet was stuck in his chest. garth کہا to kate" now where were we?" kate grabbed humphreys m911 pistol and کہا "fuck آپ now forget آپ i hate آپ now get away from me آپ pervert!"just then a helicopter blew the roof open and a strike team of wolve fled in and put thier sights on garths head. a بھیڑیا went to humphrey and کہا " im getting آپ out of here they picked up humphrey and moved him onto a stretcher and put him in the helicopter they told garth "on your knees now!" they took his gun and put him in handcuffs he was put into prison hutch and humphrey became honored veterans andthe east and west became allies. the end
Im wondering if they have a chat instead of waiting until the اگلے dayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy
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