Betsy And The Books

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“Alright…uh…” He glances around. “There’s a squirrel choking on a nut over there. Wait, no he threw it up. The ground is cold, despite the blanket. My backpack is really, uh, backpack-y.” “Wow. Laying it on thick, aren’t you.” “Let’s agree to leave the romanticizing to you and finding the horror in things for me.” “Agreed.”
Drawn Together
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