Luffy Backpack Novelas e Histórias

Two flashlights, one big and one small, the big one also serves as an electric cone for her self-defense. Another collapsible iron shovel. A straw hat covered in dirt. A pair of Nike sneakers. A pair of camouflage climbing pants. A freshly gnawed piece of bread had been flattened. Two portable chargers, N batteries. When the policeman saw her pull out something more, his eyelids twitched, and when he finally saw her take out her wallet, he breathed a sigh of relief. He looked very upset, this backpack doesn't look big, how can it be stuffed with so many things?

Immediately making me feel better. I pulled my wavy brunette hair into a pony tail using one of the few elastics I had found in my travels. I reached down to fold my blankets before placing them in my backpack. Scooping up the now semi dry short and jacket from last night I tucked them into the front pocket of my pack. Grabbing the shoelace and two drink bottles on my way out I tucked them into the sides. This old backpack held everything I owned. Some underwear (and bras of course) two sets of long pants, shirts, my leather jacket, a knife, a blanket and bottles of water which I refilled at every chance I got.