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The third day.

The window was closed.

What could it possibly be?

Did he shift places?

Did he grow uninterested?

Did someone catch him?

Did he fall sick?

Whatever it was, it had left a deep sinking feeling in a nineteen year old chest. His only moments of happiness in the entire day had been taken away.

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