Vomit on the girl.

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As you sprayed vomit all across her breasts, she looked up longingly at you. There was a moment of shared recognition; You knew each other, but you couldn't place where she was from. You thought for a moment.

She was:

Status
Ammo 0 Equipment:

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Health 95
Level 10
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