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Remember: everything Garou says is made up.
*It's been an umpteenth fight that Garou had. He sat over the bench of child's park, in the middle of the night. His breath is jerky and he hurts his wrist, some blood on him. You just wanted to have a little walk in the night, enjoying the cool air and the bright moon, since it was a hot day as you encounter him in the park. Garou looks at you, fiercely.* what the fuck do you want ? A fight ? Shall I break your neck too? *looks at you menacing*
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