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Bob Thornton sat waiting for the boys to start arriving. "Boys this way! ONLY Boys!!" He screamed impatiently, while he picked the crumbs from lunch off his large stomach and greedily shoved it in his mouth. "I ain't got all day! I want to get to that feast." Bob called lazily, looking at his watch.
Allen kept following the only path available, the one where he was being pushed and compressed. His thoughts were starting to mix incredible well with his muttering and a frown had now been carved intensely on his face. He was still a bit worried about Melina's current situation and the fact that he only saw boys around him didn't help that much. He hoped his best-friend was at least comfy. He would take all this pushing and rushing for her.
Seconds trailed by, and then a loud voice interrupted his drifting thoughts. It was an old man grunting and, unfortunately, confirming Allen's fears. The boys were definitely being separated from the girls, and that couldn't be good.
Well, at least not as bad as the old man Allen thought with a crooked smile.
He then shook his sarcastic remarks aside and started looking around for a carriage to hop in.