Crosshair's Birthday
Crosshair: one day we shall all grow old, our hair will go grey, our faces shall become wrinkled and one day all the air will leave our bodies, and we will die
The bad batch:
Jiag squad:
Domino squad:
Everyone:
Hunter: I only asked you if you wanted to cut the first slice of your birthday cake
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