Kool-Aid, Oh Yeah! | | SS Mischief Maker
Will looked at Kingston, only imagining the tragically methane smell in the air. "I... I think-- I... I owe you ... you may have saved my life..." he gasped in whispers to Kingston between giggles, wiping the tears from his eyes. "Just... nobody light a fire, or we're all dooooooomed."
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