

Just Cards Pt. 1Arthur Brayburn had a long, respectable armed services career before he retired to a slower-paced position as a guard in the state prison. He had first considered moving to Las Vegas to live his dream of being a world champion poker player but the fear of eventual perpetual boredom kept him working. Arthur had no family. His devotion to the Army made it difficult to have one. He had grey and black hair and battled a persistent salt and pepper stubble. His brown eyes were narrow but bright and the creases in his face added to his worn look. For several years he watched the minimum security prisoners of block B come and go with little incident.Just Cards Pt. 1
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I lack definition.
MJIBU!???!
I do not see any writings here.
And now I am going to sleep.
Hopefully I will wake up to find a Louis story for me to read.
Love,
Penelope
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AHHHHHHHHHH! D:
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I lack definition.
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AHHHHHHHHHH! D:
And live in it.
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~Sukisyo The Princess Prince~
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I lack definition.
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