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“EVAA!!!” A voice whined. “WHY is it AMWAYS me who needs to come over here! I had the BEST view of the trash can! You could actually SEE the recycling sign on it! (Not like anyone recycles around here.)” He finished the last sentence under his breath, in hopes that the brunette beside him didn’t hear...
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“EVAA!!!” A voice whined. “WHY is it AMWAYS me who needs to come over here! I had the BEST view of the trash can! You could actually SEE the recycling sign on it! (Not like anyone recycles around here.)” He finished the last sentence under his breath, in hopes that the brunette beside him didn’t hear...
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