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KYD

Kyd clung onto the tree branch and tried to keep his balance. I need to fucking find a better place to sleep tomorrow, he thought, remembering the police that had been roaming the area. Least they'll think I'm some sort of fucking hobo. Or something. He rubbed his eyes, patted somewhere above his head to make sure his stash was indeed staying on the tree with more ease than he was, and did a neat faceplant back into the bark.

So tired.