She walked to the couch with two piping hot mugs of hot chocolate and set them on the rickety wooden coffee table. They sipped on the sweet liquid and...discussed their majors, classes, and what they hoped to do after college. The curtains next to the couch were wide open, revealing the silvery stars and the nearly full moon. “I hadn’t realized it was this late, I should probably start to cook some di---,” she began, but was interrupted by the crushing of his sugary lips onto her own. She. Rus chuckled. “I still have a hard time believing that the Enzuins just allowed us to return to the GIS.”“Huh,” scoffed Jasmine, “Not if they know how understaffed the GIS is at the moment.”“Exactly,” Jeanette spoke up, “The pollutant index hasn’t been this high since1968. There’s a lot of work to be done in the coming months.”“Alright,” sighed Alex, “That means we need to call in the cleanup teams. If they still exist.”“The sanitation department is at full capacity,” Gregory responded, “But. She thought of her own first experience and how the boy had blabbed to his friends. "This way, we keep it in the family." I can't wait until we fuck 'em again," Sandy said."I think since Natalie started the whole thing we should give her a treat." Helen looked at her daughter, a hunger for her body sweeping through her."What kind of a treat?" Natalie asked as her flesh tingled with curiosity.Helen pulled her daughter up from the chair and took her place. "Get behind her, Sandy." Yeah," Sandy. "It's a kind of magic, Mrs. Merryweather, but of course a straight thinking person such as you doesn't believe in such things. But does that mean it doesn't exist? Of course not!" I said as I picked up the table and placed it into my pocket."But that was a full size table? It can't just shrink down like that?" She said.I tried to look surprised, "It can't? Are you sure?" I asked her."It's impossible, it can't have happened." She finally said.I smiled and would have patted her shoulder, "Well.