Pensacola Beach.
I woke to the phone ringing on my nightstand, Slapping it and sliding my fingers across the screen I answered, "Wolf"
"Situation in Ottawa," a familiar voice answered, "Security now at DefCon 4." it continued.
"Right Washu-chan," I answered. "Understood, we'll get sharp here." the phone clicked closed as i sat up on my bed and rubbed my hands across my face. "I hate when crap like this happens."
I woke to the phone ringing on my nightstand, Slapping it and sliding my fingers across the screen I answered, "Wolf"
"Situation in Ottawa," a familiar voice answered, "Security now at DefCon 4." it continued.
"Right Washu-chan," I answered. "Understood, we'll get sharp here." the phone clicked closed as i sat up on my bed and rubbed my hands across my face. "I hate when crap like this happens."
Wolf wins every fight but the one where he dies, fangs locked around the throat of his opponent.
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Currently writing BROBd