Dire Wolf Devil
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"Ahhhhhhhhh, but not soon enough. It's already day one and i don't get to even enjoy spending time with my sack of potatoes." He pouted.
Malvo pouted, hugging Graham. "Hey! We're here, aren't we?"
"Got the ice pack." Reaver spoke, leaning against the back of the couch as he'd gently set it on Graham's head.