So, apparently my roommate's some kind of secret agent or something. With a lot of weapons. Including a rocket. Which is kind of cool.
What is considerably not cool is that he keeps calling me a kid. Hmph. I'm not a damn kid.
Some "doctors" caught me and gave me that shot. My arm hurts a bit, but it's fine. As long as I don't get one of those
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