When you look up you see a wall of blue denim stretching out above you. You're still pretty dazed, so it takes you a little while to comprehend what you're looking at. The seat of the rotund bulldog's guard uniform is what you see. Booker was always a good friend of yours. He was out of shape and a little lazy but he always did his best and felt bad when he didn't. The guard dog reached down into his pants and scratched his behind. That's when you noticed something about the chair you were standing on top of.
Firstly, the bottoms of the seats were cushioned and you sank into them as you walked forward, thinking about how you would gain Booker's attention. You remember buying this chair for Booker's birthday and he loved it. Secondly(and this the one that hit you the hardest), the chair was Booker's and it smelled TERRIBLE. The scent was insufferable and you knew you needed to get away from it immediately. Suddenly, you notice Booker start to shift...
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