Haunter
Brett preceded us into the dark building, using his phone light.
“Hey, Brett, the basement is flooded. Is there any dry dark place where I can leave Kujo’s new sleeping bag?”
“Sure, this way. There’s an old closet big enough for him to sleep there.”
I traded a look with Brandon and followed Brett, saying, “Let’s go see your new room, my boy.”
The closet was all the way across the first floor, and it could’ve been used as a bedroom with at least two beds. Brett helped me open the new sleeping bag on the floor. Kujo pushed me, and I let him throw me down on the bag, laughing.
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