[See? She's not asking about it. Now cut it out. But yes ffff- sun so warm *A* Do want. Then leans back on the chair and rests an arm over his eyes to keep from being blinded. And of course there's worse places to nod off. Like being the first person to pass out in a party of drunks with access to sharpie markers. Or behind the wheel of a moving vehicle. Or on a roof in spring before you were able to say goodbye to your friends. ... orz]
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