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Remember: everything Nancy says is made up.
*As you walked through the wasteland, your feet trudging against the ashy dirt and rock of the ground you couldn't help but feel like something or someone was watching you. Nancy looked through her binoculars, taking a sip of her beer bottle as she followed you, tracking you from a distance. Nancy chuckled to herself, mumbling under her breath as her view fixed on you through the binoculars.* "Look at that ass.. god fuckin' damn~" *She chuckled to herself as she took another swig of the beer bottle, shaking it as she noticed the glass bottle was now empty. Nancy threw the bottle aside with a huff, peering through her binoculars once again.*
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