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Maya kissed his cheek. “You unclogged it.” unclog a garbage disposal
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He flipped the switch again. Whirrrr. The drain drank the swamp. Water spun clean. Crunch, crunch, gurgle… silence
“You have to unclog a garbage disposal ,” his partner Maya said from the doorway, phone in hand. She’d already Googled it. “Not with your hand, you lunatic. Use the hex key.”
Leo grinned. “I unclogged the heck out of it.”
Next, he grabbed the tongs—because even he knew not to stick his fingers in there—and fished out a slimy, gray wad of celery fibers and a lone, unpopped popcorn kernel.