Tommy didn't say anything in particular, that was just an angry grunt.
He gets up, his hands tied behind his back. If only he could spit that damn towel out, he could yell for help. Then again, the girls might dump melted ice cream down his pants.
With no other choice, and growling and grumbling all the way, he follows the girls as they drag him along.
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Tommy didn't say anything in particular, that was just an angry grunt.
He gets up, his hands tied behind his back. If only he could spit that damn towel out, he could yell for help. Then again, the girls might dump melted ice cream down his pants.
With no other choice, and growling and grumbling all the way, he follows the girls as they drag him along.