Noon came around, and Noah sat up to eat his lunch, though it was a bowl of soup. XXX Hot He remembered the stereo blaring Metallica when his convoy was blown up in Syria. Noah was armed with his short sword, unable to wield his main blade due to an arrow stuck in his shoulder. She presented it to Noah, and he opened it to reveal his phone and wallet. He pushed his confusion aside and charged toward Noah. The music didn’t distract him as he had hoped, so much as permeate his unconscious mind. “I’m guessing that girl of yours is under the weather, and you’re not looking very healthy yourself.”
“It’s been a rough few days.”
Tin was on the floor when he returned to their room at the inn.
