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Name: Cobra
After the other group leaves, the food patrol leaves. So that leaves me, Dallas, Penelope, and Pensealus. Dallas stands up and starts to walk to the ocean.
"Might as well try to catch something to eat, cuz they're not gonna bring back much!" He says. The girls and I stare at him. I think the guy's gone overboard.
"Stop staring at me like I've gone overboard! Now we're gonna try fishing and you're gonna help me, AND you're gonna like it!" He yells, and we quickly nod. We all walk to the edge of the ocean. Dallas walks until the water is up to his chest. Then he turns and sees us not following him. He narrows his eyes and crosses his arms.
"Well?! Aren't you coming?! I mean, seriously! I expected better from you, Cobra!" Why would he single ME out?! Sure, I know we're not the best of friends, but we're not mortal enemies, either!
Pensealus walks over to where Dallas is