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You didn't creep me out. *kisses his cheek* If you want...tell me.

if it werent the fact that im losing so much blood, id probably be blushing right now.. anyways.. *warrick eyes, start to slowly close*

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You didn't creep me out. *kisses his cheek* If you want...tell me.

if it werent the fact that im losing so much blood, id probably be blushing right now.. anyways.. *warrick eyes, start to slowly close*

if it werent the fact that im losing so much blood, id probably be blushing right now.. anyways.. *warrick eyes, start to slowly close*

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if it werent the fact that im losing so much blood, id probably be blushing right now.. anyways.. *warrick eyes, start to slowly close*

Don't close your eyes! Stay awake!

I wish I could bring you to a hospital...damn island..

Anyways.... where do i begin.. i was born on an beefalo farm, raised by my mother and father, my mother after having me became addicted to smoking, drinking, pain medication, and lying... after my mother died, of well lying to my dad that she was going to the store for groceries. overdosed on pain pills while drinking alcohol and smoking.. i left the house, i couldnt find a job.. so i went to a local pub, where i met a particular father, drinking his worries away.. and he offered me a job to bodyguard him while he went on expensive vacations.. apparently h was a rich man wanting to take his family across the world.. the pay was good so i took it... the first few jobs were easy, little trouble here and there but then..*starts telling the story that is about the flashback, of the dead child* i promised to leave after my last job... then i killed a crazed fan trying to hurt my employer, got too close, so i had to "handle" him... his mother was crying over his beaten unconscious body.. she cursed me with this.. curse when i sleep... ive never been the same since, so i grabbed my family sword and im here to deal with my problem head on..

Anyways.... where do i begin.. i was born on an beefalo farm, raised by my mother and father, my mother after having me became addicted to smoking, drinking, pain medication, and lying... after my mother died, of well lying to my dad that she was going to the store for groceries. overdosed on pain pills while drinking alcohol and smoking.. i left the house, i couldnt find a job.. so i went to a local pub, where i met a particular father, drinking his worries away.. and he offered me a job to bodyguard him while he went on expensive vacations.. apparently h was a rich man wanting to take his family across the world.. the pay was good so i took it... the first few jobs were easy, little trouble here and there but then..*starts telling the story that is about the flashback, of the dead child* i promised to leave after my last job... then i killed a crazed fan trying to hurt my employer, got too close, so i had to "handle" him... his mother was crying over his beaten unconscious body.. she cursed me with this.. curse when i sleep... ive never been the same since, so i grabbed my family sword and im here to deal with my problem head on..

*listens*...What a story..

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