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Milo jumps with a yelp when he feels a flat hand strike his ass. He whirls around.
“Who did that?? What was that for!”
Rodriguez grins at him. “Just doing what it says on your jacket.”
Milo glowers at him. “You’re washing all of our flak vests now.”
“Wooorth it.”


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