Chatting with The Billionaire
We heard something, yes, but if they had checked behind five trees and seen nothing, then logically, it had to be an animal roaming around.
This was wild wood. Animals moved freely. We hadn’t seen many today, but that didn’t change nature.
Maybe the animal walked past, got startled by our voices, and dashed back into one of the trees. It made sense.
“It’s a monkey,” Scar announced confidently as he returned. He pointed upward.
A monkey with a blue scrotum sat up in the tree, casually eating a banana from God knows where he had plucked it from. The animal didn’t even look bothered.
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