So Gryff took me to the Wryhouse Coffin Shop and I didn't want to hurt his feelings but oh my goth did that place ever smell like cloves. You could cut the smoke with a box-cutter. He introduced me to his homeboos, who I could barely see through the fog, and then I decided it was time to get some air.
Fortunately, I'm me so there's never a situation I can't turn into a clawesome time. These two hot alterna-ghouls were going to be loading boxes in the fresh cloveless air and I volunfeared to give them a helping bicep. They're twins but thankfully Melondry has blue hair and Meandryandry has a purple buzzcut. I asked if they were going to the club with us but they have to work on their t-shirts. Bummer.
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