[center][h3][color=ed145b]"It's a pleasure, John"[/color][/h3][/center]

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He began, giving a surprisingly firm handshake to John. Afterwards, he scooped his rifle up from the ground, slinging it over his shoulder. "Maybe its all destiny. Fated to meet or something like that". The male shrugged in a lackadaisical manner, which clearly showed his doubt in the matter. "Mind tellin' just why y'all were being so goddamn loud? Half the city probably knows we're here"