I had the most torturous 3 (or so) hours during my afternoon shift at Gardens, I have come to realize how fragile life can be, how I can lose my "career" with just a mere threatening sentence. I was slowly savoring my favorite rare steak from Astons (with mash and garden veggies, omg my favorite, salivates) when stomp, stomp, stomp James the 79kg
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