
The campfire cracked and popped. “I knew that pine was too green. Should’ve picked up more of the mesquite. The venison is going to taste funny.”

The campfire cracked and popped. “I knew that pine was too green. Should’ve picked up more of the mesquite. The venison is going to taste funny.”
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He typed as quickly as he could, cursing under his breath when he had to backspace. Speed was not conducive to accuracy.
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Peals of laughter rolled across the yard and through the living room window. They were playing tag.
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He slammed the cabinet. The faucet was running, spilling over the top of the pot. He left it on as he poured the water into the coffee maker.
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He punched buttons on the console. The robot shuddered to life and took its first tentative steps before crumbling into a heap of circuitry.
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