Bound To Change
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Last published Sun, Sep 1, 2019
"you really have to wake up, you know your classes start in one hour" Lyn shouted to my ears, "or do you plan on doing what you did last semester?" arrgh does she always have to bring it up whenever I want to skip my classes?
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