Sergeant Miles and Damon Heart (BPC P3)

and, you know, some of you I haven't even got to spend a whole lot of time with.

And that makes this that much harder.

And I still have to make a decision.

Miles, the only person that you need to be fucking around here is me.

With that being said, I need you to get off my jock.

Okay.

Good luck, dude. Later, sluts.

Bye.

Bye, bro. Don't skip leg day.

I think, gentlemen, that concludes the ceremony.

So you can all take the familiar plunge now.

Excuse me.

That was unexpected.

Where did he go?

Is that supposed to happen?

Whatever. I don't got time for this, bro. I gotta go lift.

Wanna spot me, bro?

Of course.

Sergeant.

Mr. Hart, what can I do for you?

Do you have minutes of your time for me?

What do you need, like an exit interview or something?

Something like that.

I don't know, I gotta get packed so I can get home and get this taken care of.

That's what I had in mind.

Oh yeah?

Okay.

Yeah, I'll get that off.

Oh, fuck.

Mmm.

I'm standing on a leaf, huh?

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