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[h1]Luke Schwarz | Brewing Heist[/h1][/center]

[color=8882be]"Aaaaayyyyyy!"[/color]

[color=fdc68a][i]That sounded like—[/i][/color]

[b]"HRRK!"[/b]

Even as he drew up to his full height and spouted his pithy one-liner, Luke suddenly felt himself being accelerated in the very surprising direction that was [i]straight backward and by a truck.[/i] And to make matters even more disorientating this acceleration was happening [i]collar first[/i].

[color=fff79a][i]What the—[/i][/color]

[color=8882be]"Luuuuuuuuke,"[/color] called the buxom boxer grabbing him from within the vehicle in a manner akin to a kitten.

[i][b]"Lauren?!"[/b][/i] he responded incredulously, twisting himself bodily to try and find purchase on the back of the truck.

[color=8882be]"Hurry up and climb in!"[/color] she ordered, dutifully tugging him closer with her arm whilst she multitasked the rest of the demands of driving. He was trying, but it was easier said than done...

[color=8882be]"I'm gonna rear end the truck!"[/color]

Not that the difficult things weren't the most worth doing, that was!

Scrambling, stretching, and generally skittering forward however he could, the boy managed to crawl his compact frame through the window in short order, brushing away most of the glass shards he encountered with an armored hand.

Once safely seated, he chased after his new number one priority.

The driver.

[b]"What's the big idea here?"[/b]