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Chapter 8 by ZomXen ZomXen

Does he buy it?

Barely.

He sighs. "Go ahead."

Alison squeals like a child as you two pass through the gate.

"Which cart should we sit in John?" She asks happily.

You point to a red one. "I like the color red, so let's take that one."

You and Alison enter the small cart, which definitely isn't fit for two people.

"Err. How is this gonna work?" You ask.

What do you do?

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