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to harley, it was early. she was forced awake by her annoying, but cute as hell, pug named butter. it was 5:27 am, which was way too early for anyone to be awake.

to michael, it was late. the “i cant sleep and haven’t slept in 3 days” kind of late. he couldn’t really tell what time it was, but he did know it was technically early, since signs of the sun rising were showing in the sky.

both of them had something in common, wandering outside at 5:30 in the morning.

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