This ficlet is dedicated with harmony to
frimeuse . Persistence is futile. And yet we persist. We are doomed to experience a fiery death.
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"Gabi?" Troy called out, closing the door of their modest one bedroom apartment in Palo Alto, California.
His girlfriend of seven years didn't respond, however he knew that she was home - the front blinds
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HOW COULD TROY NOT LOVE THE SONG? HARMONY, HARMONYYYY.
Also, LOL, when I get to my third wish and it looks useless, yeah, I just let the unicorn run off the cliff.
I'M SO HAPPY YOU WROTE THIS.
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And he teaches fourth grade! And there was an incident with apple juice! :) Awesome.
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OMG YOU MADE ME ADDICTED TO THIS GAME! THX DANI :P
But great job! I was laughing so hard!! lmao
*goes to play again*
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