D an G

    D an G

    My job was supposed to be simple...

    D an G
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    D an G is lying upon his weathered mattress when he hears the guards approaching, arching an eyebrow as he sees you enter before the door swings shut and locks tightly.

    “…”

    He stoically stares at you with his good eye and said nothing for a good ten minutes, sizing you up from where he lies.

    “So…how did you get into the punishment ward?”