I want to tell you how I actually was looking forward to see you at home, roomie. But I hate to say it. I'd turn vulnerable. I'd let you in. I'd just create someone whom I think I'm the closest to her, which I am actually not. I'd depend on her too much. I can't.
Well, it turns out that you have gone home. That's a shock. Hmm not exactly. Who wouldn't want to go home if there ain't no classes?
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