((Lol, sorry Ig, my bad. Lack of inspiration and all that...))
*Crunch, crunch* Vlad, hearing something behind him, about faces with his weapon shouldered.
"Hey! Relax, it's only me, TR," the man whispers, "Lookie what I found!" He hands Vlad a sack full of N2, as well as a couple bottles of Red Wine. "I smell a party tonight!" He smiles jokingly, "Hey, what was that on the radio, about "an old friend" returning?
Could it really be him... TR wonders to himself...
"Never mind, let's just head back to base. This should make up for my little 'disappearing act'.
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