Crow was sitting in a lounge room, leaning back with his head on his chest, snoring. It wasn't loud, but it got annoying fast.
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Nathan dips his hand in warm water.
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He grunted and lifted his head a little. "Hmm...?"
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Nathan slides away the bowl. "Dude, you pissed yourself."
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"What?!" He jumped up and looked at his pants. They were dry as a bone.
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Nathan snickers. "One more for me, Crow."
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"Yeah. Sure. Watch your back the next time I'm flying. Which is every time."
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John cena headshots you since op is lettuce