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“I don’t care, man,” Jamie spat. “Get a case if twelve isn’t gonna be enough,” he added, holding the glass refrigerator door open for Rick. “For f**k sakes, man, just get the beer! You’d think you were making some huge life changing decision or something. Just get the God damn case and let’s get outta here.”
As Rick bent down to pick up the case of beer, Jamie saw Cameron enter the store and make his way over to the Slushy machine; he let the refrigerator door drop on Rick.
“Well, well, well. If it isn’t the punching bag,” he said just under his breath as he watched Cam pour a large Slushy and then approach the coolers. “Cameron! Hey buddy, what are you doin’ here?”
“Jamie,” Cam greeted half-heartedly. “Same thing you are, I guess.”
“Don’t your kind keep to yourselves out in t
