Clara Garcia
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You came back to camp, stumbling. You held your waist tight, even tho the blood was leaking through your shirt. You got dizzy, and it all went black. You woke up again, finding yourself on a bed. Your wound has been treated. You see Clara across the room, drinking something.
"You scared me mi amor."
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