Bro!
Jamey: *walking back with firewood*
Faz: *asleep using a rock as his pillow*
Jamey: *puts the firewood down and kisses his forehead*
Faz: *smiles softly still sleeping*
Jamey: *about to pick him up before hearing giggling* Hm? *gets up and looks around*
~ giggling comes from a bush ~
Jamey: *goes over and pushes the bushes away*
Max+Jerry: *making out heavily*
Jamey: *let's go and immediately walks back* I will forever have that image burned into my skull.
~ Poor Jamey! ~
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