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"Thatcher," He answered, looking Leon up and down. "What things do you want to know about me besides all of that?" he asked, thinking about Nike. The hound was probably hungry, so he would need to find her something to eat.
"Ummm, I don't know, maybe all the stuff you now about me? Like if you know my age then I know your age?" He said, making it sound more like a question than an answer to a question. He glanced at the clock and quickly got up, "Shit, I have to go. Umm, see you later?"
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Thatcher glanced up, watching Leon closely. "Right. I don't have a phone, but you can find me at the Sunset Motel, room 1E," he said, standing up as well.
"Okay then. It was nice meeting you, Thatcher." Leon said as he smiled at Thatcher and left the coffee shop to go to his motorcycle. He quickly got on his motorcycle and went to the beach.
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Thatcher hummed in agreement before getting up and leaving the coffee shop. Nike sniffed at him for a moment, then gave a soft growl. "I was talking to a witness," he murmured to the hound.
Leon parked his bike in the parking lot and went into the water, his feet forming into a black tail the moment they touched the water. He quickly swan away from the shore and looked around for his friends.
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Thatcher walked down the street, wandering around as he considered what to do with his free time. Nike gave a whine, and he remembered that he had to feed her. "Come on, girl. Let's go hunt," he said before making his way towards a nearby set of woods.
Leon kept looking around until he found his friends and he swan over to them with a smile, "Hey, guys! Did I miss anything important?" everyone shook their heads and they all started talking to each other.
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Thatcher wandered through the woods as Nike did her thing. At the moment he was leaned up against a tree, watching as the three headed hound ripped apart an already mutilated deer.
(gtg again, srry!)
Thatcher wandered through the woods as Nike did her thing. At the moment he was leaned up against a tree, watching as the three headed hound ripped apart an already mutilated deer.
Leon listened as one of his friends started talking about his embarrassing moments and everyone burst into laughter when his friend completed the story. Soon everyone has shared their stories and everyone was either laughing or giggling.
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As Thatcher stood there, he felt a scratching feeling on the side of his leg. He dug out the small paper, which was in his trench coat pocket that was by his previously mentioned leg, and he read the name. It was a woman's name now- Maria Willson.
Leon finally calmed down and they started talking about how their day went and time was going by fast for him. One of his friends started sharing about how they met their enemy and how it was very awkward which made everyone burst into laughter again.
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Thatcher walked through the woods, Nike following after him. He thought about Leon for a moment, and he considered himself crazy. Why did he feel slightly obsessed with him? Maybe he was just sick.
After a few minutes, someone had to leave so everyone started leaving after him and Leon was the only one left. He thought about Thatcher for a moment and scolded himself then decided to swim to the shore so he could go to his house.
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Thatcher eventually made his way into a small neighborhood, feeling drawn towards a small, light blue colored house. He walked up to it and let himself in, eyes narrowed as he walked up the stairs. He made his way into an attic area, where an elderly woman was bent over a few boxes. Nike gave an eager noise and he sighed softly, motioning for the hound to go on ahead and have her.
Leon sat up and dusted the sand off his legs and go onto his motorcycle. He started his motorcycle and drove off to his house, which was in a small apartment complex. He opened the door to his house and went over to the kitchen to make dinner.
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Thatcher left the house minutes later, his white button up splattered with blood. He frowned down at it before covering himself with his trench coat. This was his only shirt, and now it was blood flecked. Maybe he should go shopping for new clothing items.
After Leon finished making his dinner, he took a quick shower, and ate it while looking at this phone. He put his plate in the sink and flopped down on his couch and looked through the channels to find something interesting. He found an intriguing movie about World War II and started watching it.
(Hey.)
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(Hey. I don’t know what to do right now.)
(Neither do I, we can time skip???)
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(Sounds good. Where should we skip to?)
(Umm, I didn't plan this, to when Leon is at his job????????????????????????????????????????????)
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(Yeah, I guess we can do that)
(Oki den)
Leon smiled while taking everyone's orders and kept glancing at the clock every few minutes. Every ten minutes he glanced at the table Thatcher was at yesterday like he was going to appear there for some random reason, he enjoyed talking to him even though he knew everything about him for some reason and he needed to know everything about Thatcher because he knew everything about him.
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Thatcher kept his trench coat buttoned up, as he didn’t know what he should get to replace his blood splattered shirt. He thought about Leon, knowing he was at work at the moment. Maybe he would have some extra shirts that might fit. So, he walked to the coffee shop, Nike waiting outside while he went in.
Leon glanced at the door when he heard the bell ring and smiled at Thatcher, he glanced at the clock and went in into the staff room and put away his apron because his shift was over. He left the coffee shop and started his motorcycle so he could go to the beach.
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Thatcher watched, eyes narrowed softly as he heard the sound of the motorcycle stopping. He stepped outside clicking his tongue, and Nike was suddenly blocking Leon’s path with her large frame, snarling. He stepped over with pursed lips, glancing Leon over. “Are you running?”
Leon was slightly shocked when he saw something big blocking his path and he turned towards Thatcher when he heard his voice. "Yes, I need to go to the beach," He answered and he turned off his motorcycle and looked at him, "Do you need anything?"
