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"Closet," Garrett suggested, glancing at Erick.

Jason led the way, entering the house and wrinkling his nose in disgust. "Fuckin' fairies," he muttered, eyeing a very expensive vase. And then, almost like a bored cat, he promptly knocked it over and allowed it to shatter on the floor. "Whoops."