I walked into a rundown store somewhere deep in the wasteland. Gripped in my hands was a freshly stolen Submachine Gun, which I was awarded with after killing Dukov and his "girls". It's what I do. There were loads of radroaches crawling all over the place. So, just for the sport of it, I shot each and every one of them in the face. Guts splattered everywhere, and their bacteria-ridden bodies flew into the air. "Yummy," I took all of their meat and went in cari for Nuka-Cola, atau maybe some psycho.
I found an easy-locked selamat, peti deposit keselamatan tucked away in a corner. Checking if I had some leftover bobby-pins,...
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