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He followed, a small smile crossing his face. They would see more people appear at the top, some with guns.
"I see.."
He smiled slightly. "Nice shot. Let's go."
She gave him an innocent grin.
"No, you."
"Up to you."
"No. Just certain people."
Francis peered around hesitantly.
"My lovely Briar."
He opened an eye to look up at her. "Me?"
"That's a weird reason.."
"Not everyone snores, Bre."
He kept back, keeping watch.
"So cute."
He sighed, relaxing.
He blinked. "Then why don't you?"
She yawned. "Is Sawyer up?"
He frowned, handing her the gun.
She gave him a small kiss.
His eyes fluttered closed.
