It's lonely here.
I want a friend.
I met a friend today.
His name was Brice.
He was very nice and was good-looking.
I want to see him again.
I miss him.
I saw him again.
He was very happy.
He gave me something called caramel.
It was sweet.
It made me happy.
He said it had the magical property of making somebody happy.
I had to go.
I don't like the fact I have limited time.
I want to see Brice again.
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FanficEntry #__ I swear I knew him, he must be real. He wasn't just my imagination, he can't be.
