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Post by observer on May 24, 2019 1:00:58 GMT -4
""Might be some gummy bears as well." Bob said before a buttered-toastfly flew by.
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Post by The Master of the World on May 24, 2019 1:02:00 GMT -4
"Well at least some of this nature is adorable." Gina said as one landed on her finger.
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Post by observer on May 24, 2019 1:05:09 GMT -4
"True, but we don't know much about the nocturnal life." Bob said. "Now see any sign of Mrs. Noble or Minda?"
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Post by The Master of the World on May 24, 2019 1:06:48 GMT -4
"Its a little too dark to see. No fires yet." Gina said.
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Post by observer on May 24, 2019 1:08:50 GMT -4
"Maybe they'll see your lantern as we're searching." Bob said, not realizing they were heading away from the mother and daughter.
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Post by The Master of the World on May 24, 2019 1:09:28 GMT -4
"Don't worry. We'll see them...sooner or later." Gina said.
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Post by observer on May 24, 2019 1:15:08 GMT -4
"True." Bob nodded. Meanwhile with Mrs. Noble she was finishing up with the tent while Minda tried to start a fire.
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Post by The Master of the World on May 24, 2019 1:16:16 GMT -4
"Hard to start a fire with these pretzel sticks." Minda said.
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Post by observer on May 24, 2019 1:18:57 GMT -4
"Want some matches sweetie?" Mrs. Noble asked, reaching into her cleavage.
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Post by The Master of the World on May 24, 2019 1:20:54 GMT -4
"I doubt that would make much difference." Minda said.
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Post by observer on May 24, 2019 1:23:19 GMT -4
"You never know sweetie." Her mother giggled.
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Post by The Master of the World on May 24, 2019 1:25:15 GMT -4
"They're pretzel's mom. You can't light a pretzel on fire." Minda said.
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Post by observer on May 24, 2019 1:28:12 GMT -4
"Of course you can sweetie. You can light most foods on fire, they just don't burn the same as wood."
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Post by The Master of the World on May 24, 2019 1:30:23 GMT -4
"You know, maybe I'll sleep under a tree tonight." Minda said stepping away.
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Post by observer on May 24, 2019 1:32:22 GMT -4
"You sure? It might get cold sweetie." Mrs. Noble said.
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