i'm not that innocent | private, clementine

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    ✦ ✧ ✦ As far as Oz knew so far, he only had one biological sibling. He supposed that technically made her closer to him than Margarita was, but either way, Oz lacked any sense of care for her. He'd bring her name up once or twice, but not enough to signify that he cared. Sometimes, he even forgot her name if it wasn't for Kingpin saying it all the time.

    Lost in his thoughts about his siblings, his father, and where he fit in, he nearly tripped on his way into the camp center. A limp piece of prey was captured in his jaws, which he took to his own feeding spot in a corner, far away from other NPCs that were laid about. He didn't want to be near anyone, and all he hoped was that no one bothered him. He munched on his pieces of prey, ripping it to shreds rather violently.

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