waiting for my friend to show up
I stand out in the cold at the doorbell-less gate, chill plummeting, reminding me of DC days, ‘cept without snow a with a lot less patience. my other friend, I hurt his feelings for going off the map for a good two weeks or more and I hope I can salvage that.

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