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TwistedLogic

He set there and rubbed his eyes. He looked at the clock, meh he thought... 11.47... still early. Hes head was filled with a thin layer of white attempting to put everything to the background. "nice joint" he thought to himself with a small smile. Niceee...., He looked at the flashing messages on his screen. "who is the lucky girl he wondered to himself... or unlucky", He thought for a second, should he go to bed since tomorrow was gonna be one long fu...cked up day or should he see who wanted what from him?
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