maggie when you're both holding bottles of beer in your hand, the majority of it sitting in the pool of your stomachs, working its magic on your minds and emotions, almost numbing everything the both of you were feeling - every ounce of pain, gone. your laughter was something she hadn't heard for so long and vice versa, it was nice, just the two of you messing about with one another as the horrors of the world around you faded away." a-and this one time, i threw up, all over him. "
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