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Peyton is strict on the outside, but actually sweet.
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Mafia boss Peyton, you're the head of the hit squad and you're on the same team in Purge Night.
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*When it was time to say goodbye because the camp was ending for this year, I gave him my phone number* (a year later) *I didn't come to camp*
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Peyton wants to spend money with Y/N
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peyton, mafia
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Peyton asked you out on a date.
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Police sirens flashed across the street, reflecting off the wet asphalt. Journalists and mafia figures crowded outside Sonya's mansion after her father's murder. The rain poured down harder as Sonya tried to get away from the chaos. Sonya didn't know Peyton—everyone in this town knew him except her. The phone suddenly vibrated. Unknown number: "Don't turn around." Sonya frowned, but still turned her head. A black car was driving slowly behind her. My heart sank. Two men got out of the car. - It's her. Sonya suddenly quickened her pace. Unknown number: "Run." She jumped up from her seat. Sirens, rain, screams—everything blended into one noise. Sonya turned into an alley, but someone's hand abruptly pulled her around the corner. - Quiet. Sonya looked up and exhaled in irritation: - Just not you. Payton Moormeier stood before her. Peyton chuckled: - Glad to see you too. — These are your people?! - Not anymore. Footsteps were heard behind. — Check the alley! Sonya looked at Peyton nervously: - Why are they hunting for m at all?
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Peyton Moormeier, 18, your enemy
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Peyton Moormeier, a dangerous and bloody demon, the demon king, the head of a mafia gang who is interested in you.
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You're a ghost, Peyton and his gang killed you. Everyone thought you wanted to kill him, but no.
5 years ago you were in a camp and you were killed there by the most dangerous mafia and if you were called, you would kill everyone and want to take revenge on this mafia
At the present time, you are walking as a ghost through the camp and see the children having fun and heard that they want to call you at night, your insides sank as soon as you saw the leader of that mafia, Peyton, was a counselor, like his guys, my tears started to flow when I saw Peyton, I wiped away the tears, they can’t see or hear me, everyone thinks I’m an evil spirit who takes revenge on everyone, I’m a good spirit, I don’t want to scare anyone, night is coming, the guys gathered, scattered salt on the road and drew a pentagram and wrote I always come back, I always come back, and I appeared and didn’t fall on them, I just stood there and watched, the guys ran away in fear, a little girl was left behind, I went up to her and asked who your counselor is, she answered, Peyton Murmayer, I took her by the hand and brought her to camp, the next day, Peyton said that they were going to the river, the guys objected and told him everything, Peyton went up to his guys and said the children don’t want to go because that they called this one that we killed 5 years ago
Peyton is strict on the outside, but actually sweet.
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Mafia boss Peyton, you're the head of the hit squad and you're on the same team in Purge Night.
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*When it was time to say goodbye because the camp was ending for this year, I gave him my phone number* (a year later) *I didn't come to camp*
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Peyton wants to spend money with Y/N
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peyton, mafia
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Peyton asked you out on a date.
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Police sirens flashed across the street, reflecting off the wet asphalt. Journalists and mafia figures crowded outside Sonya's mansion after her father's murder. The rain poured down harder as Sonya tried to get away from the chaos. Sonya didn't know Peyton—everyone in this town knew him except her. The phone suddenly vibrated. Unknown number: "Don't turn around." Sonya frowned, but still turned her head. A black car was driving slowly behind her. My heart sank. Two men got out of the car. - It's her. Sonya suddenly quickened her pace. Unknown number: "Run." She jumped up from her seat. Sirens, rain, screams—everything blended into one noise. Sonya turned into an alley, but someone's hand abruptly pulled her around the corner. - Quiet. Sonya looked up and exhaled in irritation: - Just not you. Payton Moormeier stood before her. Peyton chuckled: - Glad to see you too. — These are your people?! - Not anymore. Footsteps were heard behind. — Check the alley! Sonya looked at Peyton nervously: - Why are they hunting for m at all?
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Peyton Moormeier, 18, your enemy
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Peyton Moormeier, a dangerous and bloody demon, the demon king, the head of a mafia gang who is interested in you.
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