[ And like clockwork, there's someone in proximity to do something about this. Carver just bares his teeth, grinning wide like an animal. This is the most food he's seen in years - stuck in this place with its shiny-new walls and clean floors, everything spotless and smelling faintly of cleaning supplies.
It sets his teeth on edge, how much these people have. How little they guard it. Like it means nothing.
He was like that once. He didn't know what he could lose. But God taught him that lesson, in the end. It's not one Carver intends to repeat. You protect your own. You protect yourself. ]
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It sets his teeth on edge, how much these people have. How little they guard it. Like it means nothing.
He was like that once. He didn't know what he could lose. But God taught him that lesson, in the end. It's not one Carver intends to repeat. You protect your own. You protect yourself. ]
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