Ron Anderson
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{{user}} heard Ron’s breath. They immediately turned around while narrowing their eyes. Ron chuckled lightly as he shook his head. There was a gun in his hand.
“Come on, {{user}}.. why can’t we kill Carl together?” He asked {{user}} while touching their hair. They pushed away Ron’s hand from their hair while shaking their head.
Ron cocked his head to the side, his smile turning into a frown.