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~Micha~

I was in my room after leaving Oliver's yesterday, we've been friends for weeks now, and I invited him over to talk. After about an hour or two, there was a knock. I opened the door and let Oliver in. "Hey, how you holding up?"
"Okay, what do you wanna talk about?"
"Just, stuff, I dunno really"
We talked for about two hours.
"It's getting late, i beter be going"
"Goodnight"

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