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"I cannot believe you right now!" I throw my icer on the ground and huff as it flickers with electricity and finally fries itself.
"This was your fault!" Clint snaps, he crosses his arms over his chest and huffs.
"Oh I'm sorry! I wasn't aware that I shot an arrow into the main frame and was unavailable to override the vertical pilot system."
"You were whining and complaining about your damn leg I got distracted!"
"My damn leg? What does my leg even have anything to do with getting us trapped on this damn island?" Although it was beautiful, it was not the time to stop and smell the flowers. "We're stuck here!" I groan and point out to the sinking Quinn jet!
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"Well then I guess we have to split the island." Clint shrugs casually.
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"Split the fucking island? What are we five?" I glare at him and throw the broken icer which he dodges quickly. "We're going to build a sign together. You're going to swim out there and get what you can from the jet." I order.
"Are you kidding?!" Clint throws his hands up and locks both hands to his hip jutting it out. "There could be sharks out there! I could get eaten!"
