[Written on paper and then promptly used for the fire]I feel like I'll never be warm again. Everything just really sucks. I'm starting to really hate white right now. Well, maybe not
all white. Sucks that that's not here. Maybe I'd be warmer.
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So ... where the fuck am I?
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[He's been kind of avoiding her.]
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[The cat?]
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[That's part of the reason.]
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[She's going to pry now.]
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[It's not exactly a fight.]
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I'll find her in a few.
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