Finding A Friend.

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Quinn and I spent hours chatting about anything and everything under the sun, learning about each other, and making a closer friendship. I soon got tired and Quinn set up a bed near his for me, I lay down yawning as the lights seemed to dim as I drifted into sleep. I don't know what I'm thinking, this could be a trick for all I know.. Thoughts of Quinn betraying me in my sleep fill my head and worry me as I sleep. Was this the right choice? Can I trust him? What if he steals my things? Was I wrongfully judging him? I'll have to find out later, for now, rest has consumed me.

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