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Trapped.

Trapped.

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Imagine. You're going to go grab something from work so you can get out of this god forsaken cold town and go to hot Miami, Florida for winter break. But, apparently fate has other plans in store for you. You go in to work with little to no problem but... you can't get out. The blizzard people have been talking about for weeks has finally hit this little town and you're stuck... in Costco. At least you're alone right? Wrong. To make your life a living hell fate has decided to make you have to spend the next week or two in Costco with your most "favorite" person in the world. Jeremy The Great, Virginal conqueror of Southport, Maine. Honey... you're trapped.
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