livewithbirdies
It all started when Sam woke up on a hot summer day. Hungry, hung over and a damn pain in his ass that won't go away.
What the hell happened last night?
As if on cue, a loud annoying beat comes from the bunker kitchen. 'This is not the way into my heart, into my head, into my brain, into the none of the above.'
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I might continue this who knows, amirite? Just a heads up, since it could eventually get past being a oneshot.