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My head falls, through clouds of rain and thunder, on to Asher's shoulder as I silently cry. I have to be strong, I can't let the black hole swallow me, away from my brother, I need to protect him from it. I wipe my eyes with blood stained hands and sit up, pulling out a pair of white earbuds that I had managed to snatch before it happened. I push the silver into my phone and perch one earbud into my ear, giving the other to Asher. He looks at me with a perplexed stare before taking the earbud and placing it in his ear. The familiar tune fills our minds, washing away all pain and guilt. We drift away from everything, winding through empty roads and cloudy dreams.

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it's friday! finally

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