Xander grinned. "I've got Twinkies too, if you want one. I seem to have found myself a dealer, at least when Music class is in session."
He reached for the plastic grocery bag full of wrappers. "Filled up a bag for you from my stash," he said, flipping a hand toward the twinkie box on his desk shelf, which was open nugh to show that it contained not Twinkies, but an abundance of wrappers, primed to pop up almost like a Kleenex box when you reached for one.
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Date: 2006-01-13 11:50 pm (UTC)He reached for the plastic grocery bag full of wrappers. "Filled up a bag for you from my stash," he said, flipping a hand toward the twinkie box on his desk shelf, which was open nugh to show that it contained not Twinkies, but an abundance of wrappers, primed to pop up almost like a Kleenex box when you reached for one.