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that same night...

harry: louis

louis: yes harold?

harry: when are you coming back?

louis: i dont know

harry: okay

harry: can i at least know why you left?

louis: the past came to bite me in the fucking ass

harry: what does that mean ??

louis: it means exactly what it means and i really dont want to talk about this anymore

harry: oh okay

louis: goodnight

louis: and happy birthday you beautiful human being.

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