*OC with characters from 21 Jump Street.*
Sketching at my desk in the Chapel, legs kicked up, the other Jump Street members sat around mine and Doug Penhall's desks. Being a slow day, we got downtime.
"No, Doug," Tom Hanson was saying. "You cannot cover yourself in ice cream and call yourself a banana split!"
Doug shrugged. "Why not? Is it because I don't have any maraschinos?"
Judy Hoffs and HT Ioki burst out laughing, while Fuller shook his head in disappointment.
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Poetry Book 3
Poetrythird poem collection. they aren't in any particular order or anything like that, and after 100, there will always be a new one. if you've been here a while, I'm sure you know the drill. now, about the cover. it was a random Thursday, and an old fri...
