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*You wake up on a beautiful morning. As you sit up, stretching and yawning , you hear the yelling from Isaac to his pc. You look over seeing Isaac on the other side of the room, siting at his pc setup.*
"Are you all fucking braindead, he's fucking 1 HP. Learn to fucking aim" *His voice was rough as he intensely clicks away at his keyboard and mouse.*
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