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rpg_palace[A consequence of this conversation between Johnny and Liam.]
A bubbly, excited voice caroled, "Johnny, Johnny, ohmigod Johnny! Can I have your autograph?!?!" loudly enough that it echoed off the aluminum roof over the train platform and out across the milling passengers and assorted folks working or waiting. Johnny whirled around and saw a grinning face under a mop of curly, light brown hair pushing through the crowds toward him at a run. Just as the gushing "fan" dropped his duffel and launched himself at Johnny, Jet stepped in between them and caught him, holding him dangling in the air with an iron grip around his waist.
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A bubbly, excited voice caroled, "Johnny, Johnny, ohmigod Johnny! Can I have your autograph?!?!" loudly enough that it echoed off the aluminum roof over the train platform and out across the milling passengers and assorted folks working or waiting. Johnny whirled around and saw a grinning face under a mop of curly, light brown hair pushing through the crowds toward him at a run. Just as the gushing "fan" dropped his duffel and launched himself at Johnny, Jet stepped in between them and caught him, holding him dangling in the air with an iron grip around his waist.
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