Hello hello everyone!
I picked a random percentage from my ecopy and that was… drumrolls 67%.
“Right,” Duncan said, slowing as we approached a small wooden building pushed up against the back of the school. “But everything from that shed’s been moved into this shed.”
We shielded our eyes as Noah blasted the doors open with a fiery explosion.
Duncan sighed. “The doors weren’t locked, buddy.”
“Oh, sorry,” Noah said, embarrassed. “It’s just, we’re in a hurry, and uh…”