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... d my eyes wasn’t the cracked ceiling of my tiny apartment... nor Carl, my half-dead cactus and only real roommate.
Well—former roommate, I guess.
Because this wasn’t home.
I was lying in a bed way too soft to be mine, inside a room way too spacious to fit inside my crummy apartment. A desk sat neatly by the window. The wooden floor was polished. Sunlight filtered through clean glass panes and painted the walls with golden streaks.
And the sheets?
Way too c ...
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