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"Yes." Destro mumbled, trying his best not to change his mind. When he heard Ashley said five in the morning, he nodded and agreed. "Sounds like a good time for us." He stated, knowing that not many people were awake, plus it would still be dark, so the sun wouldn't irritate him.
Destro then eyed Ashley's body, knowing it was true. He barely looked the same as he did the night he turned him. Now with the makeup and clothes, he was almost indistinguishable.
Looking at the time, Destro looked back at Ashley, taking a moment to think before he stood up. "We have two hours. We can go now. If not, we can wait until tomorrow after your class is over." Destro said, yet again being surprising since he actually gave Ashley an option.
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"Why is it that, as a culture, we are more comfortable seeing two men holding guns than holding hands?"
~Ernest Gaines
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