Hello. I guess I haven't said much the last few days. I've been sort of lying comatose under the desk and then when I woke up, there was a note taped to my forehead that read:
Dear Thomomir,
Family troubles. Must pick up Amras and negotiate with Numenorean government. Will be back soon. I left you lasagna in the refrigerator.
XOXO,
N.So, um, I
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Shit. Are you ok?
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I think so.
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No. That's not good enough.
Fuck.
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It's alright, I'll be ok!! Take your time. :)
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