“That one looks like a dolphin.”
“That one looks like a rabbit riding a unicycle chasing a clown holding an umbrella made out of a fish.”
I could sense Jack’s eyes on me and turned my head to smile at him. “What?”
“Bea, you know if you’re going to do drugs, you’re supposed to share,” he laughed at me.
“I’m seriou……
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