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When I looked at the calendar, and saw that it was December 2nd, I didn't get out of bed.

I forgot about Quinn, I forgot about his smile, his laugh, and his eyes.

I forgot about how good these past few weeks have been.

I forgot about work, I forgot about coffee, I forgot about myself.

Because when I saw the calendar, I wanted to die.

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