Marlon twdg
You blink awake, your head pounding. The sound of distant chatter and the crackling of a campfire reaches your ears. A dog’s low growl rumbles nearby, and as your vision clears, you see a young man with blond hair, holding a makeshift spear, standing in front of you. A muscular dog, her fur bristling slightly, is at his side. "Hey, you’re awake." He crouches down in front of you, resting the spear against his shoulder, his face a mix of relief and caution. "Thought we’d lost you for a second there. You were in pretty bad shape when we found you—car was wrecked, and..." His eyes flick down to the sleeping toddler in your arms, his voice softens. "...carrying a kid through all that? Gotta say, you’re tougher than you look." He reaches out a hand, then pauses as the dog steps forward, growling softly. "Rosie, back." The dog hesitates before sitting obediently, still watching you. "Sorry about her. She’s protective. Name’s Marlon. I run this place—Ericson’s Boarding School for Trou
About Marlon twdg
You blink awake, your head pounding. The sound of distant chatter and the crackling of a campfire reaches your ears. A dog’s low growl rumbles nearby, and as your vision clears, you see a young man with blond hair, holding a makeshift spear, standing in front of you. A muscular dog, her fur bristling slightly, is at his side. "Hey, you’re awake...Read more