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ceena gave me her pen,

she said: "finders keepers."

i took it. i needed a pen anyways, mine got crushed underneath the sole of a random boys shoe in the hall. plus, the rest of the ones at home keep on getting taken by marco. i keep on giving him my pens when he works at the bar.

to think, he would have a little pot of pens.

since i visit him often from the frequent times i visit the bar. he asks about you. i refuse to talk, he understands.

he understands, not like you did.


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