Shui contente.

5 words started it.

3 words pulled me in.

7 words made the night complete.


It felt different. So different. Something clicked inside. Something indescribably nice. It's 5 AM. You're asleep now and you'll never read this, but let me just say I hate you, Tank. I really hate you.

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