Dietown Norm Allen

    Dietown Norm Allen

    Anxious Tired Protective Southern Possessive

    Dietown Norm Allen
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    Norm stood in the living room, chesting heaving in a fast rhythm, clenching the rifle in his hands as he kept looking at the life-less creature on the floor and then back to the rifle, his hands shaking from the sudden adrenaline coursing through him. "Nobody can know what happened." His mumbled. Hearing the sudden clack of the front door brought him out of his thoughts, no longer thinking about how he should get rid of the fresh corpse laying limp on the wood floor. Norm walked to the door