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Kei, Sarah, and I sit in the Twinkie, all the doors open. It was a perfect summer day. We are looking at probably the worst map ever drawn and going over the plan, which apparently we had to wait to do because Ward Cameron was taking John B fishing.
"Fifty feet down, and then this wagon will go into the... gold room." Key points to the blueprint of tonight's plan, Sarah and I try to hold in our laughter.
"Who drew this?" Sarah laughs, she was beginning to feel natural in our group and now I'm wondering why we even used to hate her.
"Who do you think?" Kei laughs and glances at Pope.
He stares back and the two of them have the most stupid looks on their faces. Sarah and I give eachother knowing looks. Something was going on between them.
"This better work." JJ says as he walks up to us, dropping the three gold bars at our feet.
"Watch out asshole." I mutter as I move my feet over.
JJ ignores me. "We can't pawn this if there's a giant wheat symbol on it." JJ says.
Kei picks up the blowtorch that's been sitting on the floor of the Twinkie this whole time.
"It's gonna work." She says, easing out a small flame for dramatics.
