The problem with having friends was that you might lose them. Or they might get hurt. — Gwenda Bond, Fallout
The problem with having friends was that you might lose them. Or they might get hurt. — Gwenda Bond, Fallout
The problem with having friends was that you might lose them. Or they might get hurt. — Gwenda Bond, Fallout
The problem with having friends was that you might lose them. Or they might get hurt. — Gwenda Bond, Fallout
The problem with having friends was that you might lose them. Or they might get hurt. — Gwenda Bond, Fallout
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The problem with having friends was that you might lose them. Or they might get hurt.

— Gwenda Bond, Fallout
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