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"Alright, you grab the nails and i'll beat you up there." He informs, turning and starting up to the hill she had pointed at before setting the supplies down. |
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Once up on the hill, she began to take out the ruined fencing. "Alright, board." She stated. |
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Marco, having gotten lost in thought didn't hear what she said, looking up at her for a minute. "Hm? Sorry, didn't hear you." |
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"I need a board, please." She repeated. |
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"Oh, gotcha." He responds, handing her a board. |
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"Thanks." She responded, hammering nails into it. |
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Marco said nothing back, just kinda, drifted off into thought I guess. |
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Liliana kept hammering in boards and wiring, repairing the fencing. |
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Marco kept handing off supplies, the sun beating down on them. |
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"Almost done." She stated. |
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Heavy Downpours, Flood Warning
