i'm in my old room, in what is now an office/storage space. the door is closed, as it so rarely was when i lived here. i closed it so that i could wrap my parents' presents without them stealing a glance, but now i'm getting distracted by the change in setting. it's not as though i don't visit The House I Grew Up In, shit. i swap cars with my
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Merry Christmas.
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