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... hone while laying on this cold and comfortable bedsheet.
Twenty hours had passed since I lost my character CJS69Real.
Or, more accurately, twenty hours had passed since I fell, pummeled and and shattered against the soft dirt, before waking up crying like a little bitch, running back to my room and started screaming into a giant foamy white pillow.
I rolled once more, because the bed was wide-y and I had two pillows, I enjoyed the coldness while starting back at the sligh ...
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