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"Just grab a leg and go!" Harry shouted, struggling to hold the limp mans arms up while waiting for Melanie to grasp his feet. The two were standing off to the side of the parking lot, bickering over a limp body. "I don't like feet! Did you even read my bio?" Melanie asked in disgust, looking down at his bare feet that reeked of an indescribable smell. Harry grunted in annoyance saying, "it must have slipped my mind, it's not like I'm holding up a dead body or anything." He says obviously, throwing his arms up in the air and dropping the man, causing him to flop on the concrete. "I'm so un-matching you when this is all over." Melanie bluntly admits, grasping the large feet in disgust. She gags as she does so, wondering how she managed to turn a one-night stand into one where she spends the night hauling around a dead guy. "Oh, please, darling be my guest!" Harry answers back, relief clear in his voice. He opens the trunk of his SUV, and heaves the body into the back of the vehicle before shutting the trunk back he suggests. "I think we should name him Steve," he flashes a smile at a very annoyed Melanie who looks far from amused by the idea. "This is going to be one hell of a night," She exclaims.
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