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Dylan stormed through the woods, crunching leaves and snapping branches, with no idea where he was going. He was bleeding from his nose down to the crooked jag in his upper lip but he was too angry to feel it.
“THREE COBRAS!” shouted Brian, trailing behind. He pumped his fists into the air. “THREE COBRAS!” He stopped and shook a spray paint can with a clackety-clackety-clack and sprayed a big green “3” on a nearby tree trunk.
“Would you SHUT UP,” Dylan shouted back. “I thought you . . .
Dylan stormed through the woods, crunching leaves and snapping branches, with no idea where he was going. He was bleeding from his nose down to the crooked jag in his upper lip but he was too angry to feel it.
“THREE COBRAS!” shouted Brian, trailing behind. He pumped his fists into the air. “THREE COBRAS!” He stopped and shook a spray paint can with a clackety-clackety-clack and sprayed a big green “3” on a nearby tree trunk.
“Would you SHUT UP,” Dylan shouted back. “I thought you . . .