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Rash's Dark Past

"Come on, Tasha, yankey gulf lima, Christina, Yankey gulf romeo" Rash whispered as we quietly walked out of the room.

"Could you speak English please" Tasha said sarcastically.

"He means you go left and Christina you go right" I explained as I patted Rash's shoulder, we then walked over to the vending machine.

"So what do we do now?" I asked as I saw Rash crouching next to it.

"I've got this, just watch and learn" Rash smirked as I watched him get to work on hacking the vending machine expertely.

"Wow that's cool" I said with admiration as I watched snacks flood out of the vending machine.

"It's no biggy" Rash replied proudly.

"But you seem strangely good at this" I said suspiciously.

"I've had practice" Rash said with a shrug.

"Okayyyy that's totally normal" I muttered as we steffed he snacks into our backpacks.

"Shut it you racist bitch" Rash said with a smirk as I chuckled.

"Okay we're done, let's go" I said as I grabbed my axe and motioned for Tasha to come over.

"So now we know t
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