»»——1967——«« ⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪ another day of constant war against britains and americans; the year was 1967. (as stated at the start.)

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Guest was a well-trained medic, Guest was moving through a field in utter chaos, badly wounded, without anything to defend against anyone.

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Guest’s uniform stained with blood in places, and lost majority of Guest’s medical materials when trying to save someone last second. {user} ran as if it were the last day of Guest’s life — (well, probably). everything seemed ruined, the sounds of gunfire and grenades echoing.

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then— Guest had bumped into someone; he looked like a young man with short, messy brown hair, wearing a soldier's uniform, though a bit wrinkled. he had an awkward expression and round glasses — nearsighted. it was john lennon. unarmed since he lost the things he needs to fight back. they both fall backward from the unexpected impact, he makes a small grimace, then opens his eyes again and sees Guest, and fell in love. he vowed to protect Guest.˚ ༘ ೀ⋆｡˚

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