Jim moved an arm out from under him so he could brush fingers back through the edges of Bones' hair in a gentle affectionate gesture. "Can't believe it's right around the corner. Gonna find us somewhere beautiful this year and hopefully somewhere with fish. We just need some cheese curls," he joked, laughing a little. "Hopefully some real cheese curls. They just don't bite those replicated ones and I don't blame them."
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