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Reiyd
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Marcus nodded gratefully at him as he walked in. "Thank you James." He said quietly. He slid his small handgun into it's holster, that, for some reason couldn't attach to his pants, and slid the holster into his pocket for the same effect. He looked around awkwardly for a minute and then decided to look in the rear of the store for some food. He avoided the refridgerated sections because the power had gone out a couple weeks agoa and most of it was probably bad by now.
He grabbed some bags of candy for sugar, and a bunch of bags of pretzels. He sat in one of the cashier's chairs and leaned back, chowing down.
He grabbed some bags of candy for sugar, and a bunch of bags of pretzels. He sat in one of the cashier's chairs and leaned back, chowing down.