I now have my own room. It's mine, too. And I met someone. Her name is Iris. She's very nice. Perhaps she'll become my very first friend? That thought makes me feel.. well, strange. I've never HAD a friend, after all. What do you do with friends? You hang out.. but where can I hang out here? Underneath my window on my bed, I suppose. Yeah, I have
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