#105873 - Her crimson hair hanging past her shoulders, I rubbed my eyes to make sure I was not dreaming. When I was in striking distance I pounced, wrapping my arms around her stomach holding her from behind while she squalled in surprise. As I turned a felt a fist connect with my nose, if it was not for the crutches I would have fallen over.
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