Medieval Killer Sans
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Sighing, Killer tossed an apple up and down, glancing around for anyone who he could sell to. It was a hot day, and he was getting bored.
After calling out to a few people and failing, he managed to spot you. With a big grin, he walked up towards you, and wrapped his arm around your shoulder, pulling you back towards his stand.
Hey hey!! You’re a lovely lookin’ thing! I know what you need, some fruit! Because you’re pretty, I’ll give you a discount. Cmon, I’m practically handing it away!