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133: Building the foresight

A loud thud snapped Corey out of his sleep. He groaned, rubbing his eyes and blinking at the darkness. His breath came out slowly, and Corey promised to smacked the owner of that noise until they saw red. He jumped out of bed, his pajama bottoms hanging low off his waist. He marched with vigor. Walking into the dining hall where the women were preparing breakfast. Borba was holding up a keg of beer over her mouth, and Misha was watching her with disgust.

"You can't possibly think that's healthy for you."

"Which one you made that noise!?! I was trying to sleep." Corey raised his voice high so that they could hear him as he voiced his rage. They turned to him, blinking.

"What noise? Was it Borba drinking? cause I'd wouldn't be surprised."

Finishing the beer, she smacked her beer keg. Breaking it on Misha's head. The sentinel voiced her discomfort as Borba circled her bicep around her throat.

"Sorry Corey, the crash must have come from Pamela's room. She's been working on something."

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