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“there’s no way i’d run into an unpickable door in THIS shack.” god, the place looked like it’d been abandoned for months, not even counting the smell of varying types of plants lingering around the place. a set of lockpick tools sat beside him, with his latest one (   a bobby pin, because desperate times call for desperate measures   ) also being a bust.

finally, he moved to retrieve his first tool again, a huff escaping. “there’s no such thing as an unpickable lock, unless it’s electric...”