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They had been searching for Him ever since The Incident but their quest was full of failure. The dickbag, somehow, managed to keep out of their sights. It was getting repetitive and the leucistic elk was beginning to lose hope. But fuck it, maybe today would be different.
Serbia cleared her mind of negative thoughts and glanced over her shoulder to see if her partner was catching up.
/no they are not looking for god.
*edited with permission from the bae
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