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☆彡.。.:*・☆彡.。.:*・☆彡.。.:*・☆彡.。.:*・☆彡.。.:*・☆彡.。.:*・☆彡.。.:*・☆彡☆彡.。.:*・☆彡.。.:*・☆彡.。.:*・☆彡.。.:*・☆彡.。.:*・☆彡.。.:*・☆
𝐹𝑜𝓇 𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓈𝑒 𝓌𝒽𝑜 𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝓇𝑒𝓉𝓊𝓇𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝑀𝒾𝓈𝓈 𝒜𝒷𝒷𝓎 
𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁𝓎 𝒾𝓃𝓆𝓊𝒾𝓈𝒾𝓉𝒾𝓋𝑒 𝓂𝒾𝓃𝒹, 
𝐼'𝓂 𝓈𝑜𝓇𝓇𝓎 𝓉𝑜 𝓈𝒶𝓎 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓈𝒽𝑒 𝓅𝒶𝓈𝓈𝑒𝒹 𝒶𝓌𝒶𝓎. 
𝐼'𝓋𝑒 𝓉𝒶𝓀𝑒𝓃 𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓇 𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝐿𝒾𝒷𝓇𝒶𝓇𝓎 𝒾𝓃 𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝓂𝑒𝓂𝑜𝓇𝓎 
𝒾𝓃 𝒽𝑜𝓅𝑒𝓈 𝓉𝑜 𝓀𝑒𝑒𝓅 𝒾𝓉𝓈 𝑔𝓁𝑒𝒶𝓂𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝑒𝓍𝒸𝑒𝓁𝓁𝑒𝓃𝒸𝑒 𝒿𝓊𝓈𝓉 𝒶𝓈 𝒷𝓇𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉.

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☆彡.。.:*・☆彡.。.:*・☆彡.。.:*・☆彡.。.:*・☆彡.。.:*・☆彡.。.:*・☆彡.。.:*・☆彡☆彡.。.:*・☆彡.。.:*・☆彡.。.:*・☆彡.。.:*・☆彡.。.:*・☆彡.。.:*・☆

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Monday, May 11, 2015

Last Saturday

Braxton and I had some time to work some stuff out on Saturday. It became a bit dramatic when he ran out of the house. And me being the smart, calculating human being I am, followed him outside, without shoes. 
He ran pretty far out into the woods and, I admit, I got really scared. 
The more defining note of this update is that I've been discovered. 

Yeah, yeah, The Operator now knows I exist. 

He most likely also knows who I am and what information about him I disclose to the world. Though my hidey hole has been discovered, I'm not leaving. I refuse to back out of this. I'm too far in to just walk out now. 
Leaving Braxton and everyone else on their own isn't exactly an act of good friendship. 
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