It's a bit of a long story. My boss's girlfriend had released a suspect and gone rogue on a hunch that the boy they had in custody was not guilty of the crimes the police were trying to pin on him.
We discovered their location as well as the location of a material witness who would help prove this and I drove Lincoln out there to talk to Amelia. At the same time, the house was ambushed and we were pinned down at the car. A wheelchair does not move quickly you understand and our attackers were quickly circling so the van would no longer provide cover.
I picked Lincoln up and carried him to the house, while crossing the open space someone shot me in the back.
You need to boil it down to 140 characters or less, sweetheart.
Like, "Today my roommate ate the last cookie and he'll be working till some ungodly hour so I can't pout at him until he makes more. FML." See how it works?
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We discovered their location as well as the location of a material witness who would help prove this and I drove Lincoln out there to talk to Amelia. At the same time, the house was ambushed and we were pinned down at the car. A wheelchair does not move quickly you understand and our attackers were quickly circling so the van would no longer provide cover.
I picked Lincoln up and carried him to the house, while crossing the open space someone shot me in the back.
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Like, "Today my roommate ate the last cookie and he'll be working till some ungodly hour so I can't pout at him until he makes more. FML." See how it works?
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How are you doing, Tara? I hope my insanely odd hours aren't too much of a problem?
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