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Trooper Station, Thursday (September 17)
Reese frowned. Her belt buckle was missing. It's not something big but it was enough to piss her off.
And then there's this trooper, holding up the line between her and the coffee, gesturing and complaining about missing socks. Missing socks.
"You're Larry, right?"
The trooper nodded. Even through his helmet he seemed able to convey puppy dog eyes and expectant hope. It was heartbreaking, anyone would be affected--
"Do you really think I care about your missing socks?"
Then again, maybe not.
(Open!)
And then there's this trooper, holding up the line between her and the coffee, gesturing and complaining about missing socks. Missing socks.
"You're Larry, right?"
The trooper nodded. Even through his helmet he seemed able to convey puppy dog eyes and expectant hope. It was heartbreaking, anyone would be affected--
"Do you really think I care about your missing socks?"
Then again, maybe not.
(Open!)

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He was from Los Angeles, albeit a post-apocalyptic one but Reese felt it wasn't right he didn't know what a true cinematic experience was.
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