Beer cans lay sideways on sweet-smelling tabletops strewn with playing cards and tortilla crumbs. Deflated balloons bob on their ribbon tails through air that is visibly empty but with residual magic still left in it. Floorboards creak beneath me. I gather some nacho pieces and flop down onto the sofa that still smells like my friends
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(you can come clean my house if you want! i pay in cookies and low-brow ales)
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