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Alice had been diving for hours, she swam in the ocean, with sharks before she eventually got out of the water and went inland. She would go to the docks and dry off with the rest of those that went out with her. She would grab her stuff and start heading inland toward a bar that her and her mates went to regularly.

Only in a pair of jeans, her bikini top and her leather jacket she would walk in and be greeted by a few people before she went to the bar and ordered her standard whiskey as she sat at the bar. Despite her best efforts she smelled of sunscreen, ocean salt and leather.

She looked around the room for a good target unsure of what she was going to get.

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