Sep 05, 2004 21:42
Walking to the sink, I splash cold water on my face as I try to wake up. Harsh flourescent lights glaring off the stark white tile, and the room smelling of ammonia. As I towel off, the rest room's door creaks behind me, I spin in shock ... this is all too real.
O, Draconian Devil!
Oh, lame saint!
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the mona lisa!
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