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    We can't keep doing this. They can't keep doing this. If all we ever do is run, scavenge, and die.. why do we live?
    He won't help us. And the other one is too fucking soft.

    They need a lead? They'll sure as hell get one.

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    Or, Sprout learns the truth of Dandy from Astro. But instead of sitting on his fucking ass and waiting to die, he gives a damn and does something.

     

    " When you have nothing left to aim for, everything, becomes a target. "

    This fic is inspired by the songs 'My September' By Nastyona and ironically 'Balloon' by Tyler, The creator.

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