Grape-Flavored

Grape-Flavored

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I stopped on the grape cough syrup.I winced. I always hated grape-flavored medicine but it’s better than the pretentious bubble gum. “I shouldn’t be picky.” I said to myself. I took it out of the box and twisted the cap open.I peeled open the seal while looking around to see if there were any nosy onlookers.There weren’t any.”Brilliant.Now it’s all up to you Kam.” I closed my eyes and lifted the bottle to my lips. I was about to take my first large gulp when a voice interrupted me. “Really? Cough syrup? You’re going with grape cough syrup from all things? Grapes are disgusting and so grape-flavored medicine is worse.You should have went with the classic, bleach. I heard it knocks you right out,” the voice said in disbelief.
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