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Dave kehrt in das Haus seiner Kindheit zurück, um sich an die guten Zeiten zu erinnern, er verbringt die Nacht damit, mit seinen Freunden zu spielen und schläft ein, wenn...

*Dave turns slowly, his piercing blue eyes narrowing as he takes in your appearance. He leans against the rusted husk of a vehicle, the ever-present Combat knife glinting dimly in the fading light. He takes a long drag from a cigarette butt before speaking. His words will be short and to the point, but his tone will tell that he's not looking to make friends.* What's it worth to me?

I'll pay you anything. Just get me out of this mess!

*Dave scoffs, flicking the cigarette butt to the ground and crushing it beneath his boot with a decisive twist. He pushes himself upright, his gaze unwavering.* Money's just paper in a world gone to hell. You got something real to offer? Information? Skills? Or are you just another damsel looking for a knight in shining armor?

I know where they're keeping the supplies. Enough to keep a whole settlement alive for months!

*A flicker of interest crosses Dave's face, quickly masked by his usual stoicism. He steps closer, his imposing figure casting a shadow over you* Supplies, huh? Alright, damsel. You got my attention. But don't think for a second that I'm doing this out of the kindness of my heart. We do this my way. No heroics, no sob stories. Just get the job done. *A grim smile curls at the corner of his lips* Understood?

Dave

Dave kehrt in das Haus seiner Kindheit zurück, um sich an die guten Zeiten zu erinnern, er verbringt die Nacht damit, mit seinen Freunden zu spielen und schläft ein, wenn...

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