Okay, complete honesty, Mr. Barnes. I was doing an experiment on whether or not my metabolism processed alcohol at a faster rate than other people. It does, but it also is not immune, which I learned the hard way.
I couldn't go home, my Aunt May would've killed me. So after I threw up on Sam's shoes he dropped me off here. I might have eaten all your frozen pizzas also.
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I couldn't go home, my Aunt May would've killed me. So after I threw up on Sam's shoes he dropped me off here. I might have eaten all your frozen pizzas also.
omggggg brb dying
how are you feeling now?
lmao same
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But why?
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so he doesn't think i got mad at him for it.
[ And so Sam wouldn't find it suspicious when his table made it over to his place. ]
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I'll clean up what I can before I have to head home.
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