"Most of them gave me something, yeah," I reply, looking down into the box of cards. One of them reads Thank you, Mr. Zimmz! in different colors of crayon and it is definitely going on my refrigerator.
I lean over and duck down to rest my head on Bittle's shoulder before letting out a distraught sigh. "I knew camp would end, but I didn't expect to be so bummed."
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Date: 2016-09-07 05:48 am (UTC)"Most of them gave me something, yeah," I reply, looking down into the box of cards. One of them reads Thank you, Mr. Zimmz! in different colors of crayon and it is definitely going on my refrigerator.
I lean over and duck down to rest my head on Bittle's shoulder before letting out a distraught sigh. "I knew camp would end, but I didn't expect to be so bummed."