Well, I got a job at one of those annoying Halloween stores that you see billboards up for. You know the ones. There's a guy. He's holding a scythe. This means that if ever Jenny and Dane leave again for weeks and weeks at a time, I'd have money to buy kitty litter and food for myself. Currently I'm starving and very very parched. So much so I
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