chapter 3

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George arrived at 22nd avenue and Queen street at noon. It was bombing leaflets of water that day. George sat down at the Burger King, it was where Clay and George met. 

George was eating a kid whopper and being something made in Burger king  it wasn't well made. As the burger fell apart, he saw him. A tall, broad, blond guy ordering large fries with a large cup. When he turned around he got a better look at that man, he was wearing a green jacket with a poorly drawn smiley face.

 "Hey, ....... you got a lot of Whopper everywhere ''

''Oh my ''

 he gave George some napkins from his bag. He sat down across George from the table.

 "What's your name"

 "George, George Not Found" 

"Clay, Clay Pocket Dream" 

"I haven't seen you before. And I come here all the time .It's been a Dream for me to be here in England ever since I was a child. I always wanted to meet the Queen. It's always raining here but I think it's just the beauty of the city" 

George was sucked into his world. Within minutes he was deeply in love with the man. He wanted to get married with him start a family channel. At the end of their conversation, George would walk outside and dump his trash in to a trash can. Then he saw something Clay would leave a green sticky note on the trash can outside the building saying

 "Love the talk, Babe. Hopefully we can do this again. 234-555-9023 :)" 

..........George decide to go ahead and go inside. He found a wasteland of one lonely worker and a big head in the back. He went up to the worker and ordered a kids whopper and a fountain drink. He got his food and sat down at a table and eat. Everything seemed familiar, not the food but the people. The worker looked like a friend that Clay had shown him before and the man in the back became clearer and he saw. The Officer that was with Clay last. He finished the whopper and ran to the door to throw his trash away then he would leave from there but he clasp to the floor! His food stray would flip and his trash went everywhere. A little note flew from the garbage. It carefully flip and flip and landed on George's chest reading 

"You'll be home soon, my blue mushroom :)"

"You'll be home soon, my blue mushroom :)"

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