i guess i'm just a play date to you // open, josh needed

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    [size=40pt]tyler joseph.[/size]


    [size=15pt]"and you find . . . you're not who you're supposed to be."[/size]


    [justify]
    after a good number of members had greeted josh, he seemed eager to look around the camp, so here he was now, showing his former best friend around. this was weird, how unreal all of this felt. he had left his friend for moons, not showing any sign of coming back, and somehow they meet again by joining the same clan at around the same time. that was insane. he was insane for leaving him behind.


    "so here's the fresh-kill pile, it's where you can grab something to eat. make sure to hunt, too, so that it stays stocked like this." tyler was stumped. showing him around was harder than he thought it would be. maybe someone could help him out a bit.
    [/justify]

    JØSH DUN!
    you're the judge.


    [justify][color=blue]
    "Alright . . ." Josh merely just glanced over the fresh-kill pile. It didn't really interest him too much. Every group had one, no matter what it's name was. The group he used to stay with didn't call it anything. When they needed to address it, they would say "the pile" and you would instantly know what it was. So this wasn't much of a change. Clan life didn't seem so hard, just a tad bit more complicated than living in a group. Or at least that's what it felt like so far.
    [/justify]