I believe it to be early evening. Ariana and I are peering down and out my dorm window. Am I drunk? Maybe. There are some young men on the balcony trying to make their way to the fourth floor by climbing up the walls. On the ground, there are more young men sitting in lawn chairs. Of these young men, there are three familiar. Is it He is his two
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that sounds like a crazy dream. i kind of want one.
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