"Jemaine. Mm. Jemaine. Thiss tassse...tasstess really good," Bret slurred, taking another sip of...whatever it was that had been put in his hand. He suspected Dave put it there but he wasn't really certain. It tasted sweet. And it appeared to be in a nice glass. One he probably shouldn't break. He devoted a great deal of concentration to making
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