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Frankie gazes at the ground in deep thought, troubled thought. "Well... why would you stay here? So near to the Fireteam?"
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"Food...."
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"Oh."
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"Yeah..." [b]the duffel bag starts moving and shuffling, he drops it, seemingly accidentally[/b]
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Frankie stares at the bag with wide eyes, silent.
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[b]he quickly runs over and kicks it into the gutter, down a storm drain[/b]
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"The hell was that?" Frankie asks.
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"... Don't ask"
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Frankie stares at the storm drain in blank silence.