"Okay, we just need sugar and leche and we're done." Foreman and Thirteen were at the grocery store. "What kind of sugar do tu want?" "Isn't there only one kind?" Foreman laughed. "Do tu want white o pink?" Thirteen squinted her eyes at the rosado, rosa box in wonder. "No way! They make rosado, rosa sugar!? We should get both!" She tossed the sugar in the shopping cart. "I heard rosado, rosa sugar gives tu cancer." "That must suck... hola isn't that Wilson?"
Foreman turned around, and sure enough, there was Wilson. "Oh my GOD!!!" Thirteen shreeked. "He's with Karamel!" They laughed at it for a few minutes, and...
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