HEY MISTER / weekly task, fixing the tavern

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"There any heavy lifting needing to be done? I'm no good at cleaning shit, sorry." Owen rumbled as the indominus walked over, his snout pushing up against the side of the building idly. He wanted to be useful somehow, at least. I mean, fuck, he felt useless enough.

//rushed shit im sorry

TAGS • THE TYPHOON • STRIKER • 27 M/O • GERMAN SHEPHERD | INDOMINUS REX • #RAPTORFAM

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