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Ryan finally got up from his seat and went towards him.
"Hello, My name is Ryan Miller!"
"Hey!"
"Can I ask you for a…."
"Sorry! But I'm in a real hurry!" Creed's reply was quick, this was the time for his archery practice.
"I don't… oh, okay… Alright! Sorry for bothering you!"
Creed was rearranging the books on the shelves. However, he also noticed Ryan's slumped shoulders. He didn't know what he wanted yet, his expression bespoke that he was in some kind of pinch.
"Alright! What is it?" Creed decided to listen to him.
The moment Ryan heard him, he turned bac
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