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Hey Sabrina. It's me, Nathan. I've paced valleys through the floor of Andy's apartment and I hear the news channel echoing from the other room. I've been diving around for a while, telling myself that somewhere out there you're alive. After I left the fire station, I drove to the bar I always used to get kicked out of with a fake ID, and got drunk enough for them to kick me out yet again. I walked eight blocks back to the apartment, and somewhere along the way I lost my left shoe. I'm lost, and for the first time in my life I've found someone just as lost as myself. I thought you were going to lead me out of the woods, but now I'm more lost then ever. I don't know what to do. The alcohol is starting to leave my system and the closer I get to sobering up the more I want to drown at the bottom of a bottle. Maybe that'd be easier, who knows.
The only thing I know is that I love you.
No, I loved you. Past tense now.
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Due to some mobile issues, I've unpublished and then re-published this part. Sorry if that was annoying
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Last Flight Home [completed]
Storie breviIt was one thing having an extended layover at the airport on a major holiday. It was another thing to have searing-hot coffee spilt all over my white shirt. And maybe it was another thing to get stuck in an elevator with an arrogant college student...
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