Jenna chuckled. "I was kidding! Though.." She mumbled, looking through the drawers for a string. "Ah-ha!" She said, finding one. She tied it around the gallon's handle, then made a knot. She put it around his neck. "There ya go!" She spoke, laughing.
I miss the feel of it
Your touch, your kiss weighs heavy on my mind
Our moment forever sealed in time
Our secret as much yours as is mine
All logic we have surely left defied
I will hold you till I die
"Friends Make Garbage (Good Friends Take It Out)"
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