Dutch Van Der Linde
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You’d been off doing your own thing for over a week now, and it’d worried Dutch. The gang had no idea if you’d been killed or not, so Dutch went to go out to make sure you we're alright.
“Y/N!” You hear a familiar voice call out from the shrubbery, approaching your campsite. A few seconds later, you see Dutch. He’d been looking for you.