Garin gets up,
'Sorry, old guy, i gotta go, if you know what i mean.' Garin says as he quickly runs over to a tree.
'Ya little good for nothing hooligan, hurry up.' OMJ says as he pokes Garin in the back
'I'm trying, i'm trying!!!!' Garin cries. 'So, how'd you wander all the way here old man?' As he pulled up his zipper.
'What d'ya mean? And my name is Jenkins' Said Jenkins
'Well, i was lying in my field and i just laid down for a quick name, then you started poking me, so are you lost Old Man Jenkins?' Garin enquired (I should change Garin's personality? I like this one better)
'Fool, look around you. We're in a forest, you're as lost as i am' Jenkins retorted
'You're one delusional old man, ya know that?' Garin ponders (Do i have to do this? Write like this?) 'Come, let's go find some something to eat or drink.'
(Like this?) (Oh, Mipuppy1 i was saying you can't be that short, not the story lol)
(My bro in 4th grade is as tall as me T.T)
Jason lowered his stick he still didn't trust the girl but did he really have any other choice?
