76 - Greaser Sans
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He walked into the bar with his hands in his pockets and glanced around, looking for his bestfriend, Fresh. When he saw him, his expression shifted from being bored to being intrigued. Hey there. He walked over and sat right across him and gave a grin. He couldn't help but smile. He had seen Fresh earlier that day, but he still felt happy as hell to see him again.