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#christmaschallengeday4, december 4th
travis «» sam

soft music played out of the record player in the stockroom.

sam sat on the counter of the little kitchen located at the back of the shop, while travis searched the cabinets for something eatable.

it was only 8am, but both boys were starving.

"bingo!"

travis shouted, three chocolate bars in his hand.

"there's also some ramen, tomato soup and some other stuff, but we'll save that for later."

"are you sure all this stuff hasn't gone bad?"

"nah, my boss did groceries about a week ago, so we're good."

"i'm just gonna call my parents to see if they're okay."

...

"the only thing i hear is white noise. i think the phone lines are dead."

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oh shieeet, they're really stuck with eachother...
you know what else is stuck (in my head)?
5 fine frøkner by gabrielle. yes, this means the gabrielle. the gabrielle who made the song even sang to isak. can you feel my death?
ugh

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