Camping out

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"Clay, look up at the sky. Do you ever wonder what it would be like to be up there?"
Clay looked up at the cloudless night sky.
"George, what are you implying? You're not leaving me, are you?"
Clay started to panic, instinctively pulling George closer.
"No, of course not. Not yet, at least."

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