'Bottletop': [3] - One Interview, one Jar, and one Unusual Address
I don’t understand what is going on. I am freaking out, what have I done to deserve this? It’s the weed, isn’t it? I knew I was being set up, I wasn’t going to take his advice, officer. I promise. Never before have so many questions stormed through the back of my head. A tornado of bad deeds rolling back through my childhood like that time I hit my little cousin in the back of the head with a scooter, or when we almost burnt down that forest with the deodorant can flamethrowers. Jesus Chris, what if I Googled something illegal back when I was thirteen and now they’re finally coming for me. I’m sorry, all right? “I’m sorry.”
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