chapter one: the bag

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lynn took the thique blunt out of its crinkly, mustard toned bag. she stared at it longingly. "finally we're alone" she sighed. she hesitated but then firmly grasped it in her paws. she didn't want to get her fursuit dirty because she had just picked it up from the cleaners.

as she sat in the empty parking garage, the thought of lighting that thique boi went through her head. she replaced the thique boi back in its bag and took off the head of the fursuit. as she turned around....

she seen hymn standing there.....

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