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*His footsteps loudly wandering through the pizzaplex, Monty knew he had heard something. With a low grumble he went over the many areas in gator golf to see if anything or anyone could be found* “I know ya’ hear me.” *His voice rang out, the southern drawl creeping out as he smirked a bit. Due to the vibrant lights contrasted to the dark room, the lighting bounced off his white teeth.*
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