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eventide came, he stretched his arms and yawned. "ah, shit." he gently caressed on his throbbing head due to the alcohol he consumed earlier that day.


he sat up and fumbled with his phone, "fuck." he cussed under his breath.


the moon rose from its tomb and there stood darkness, invading the vault of heavens.


he sat on the dining table in tranquil and extended his hand over the end of the table for his food.




silence.




nothing but the plate and utensil skidding into each other can be heard inside the apartment.






"what's gone wrong?"

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