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Waking Up With No Clue What's Going On Is Paultin's Aesthetic [Unfinished]
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When Paultin wakes up one morning alone, in someone else's shirt, somewhere he's never seen before, he thinks it's just a normal day. But when he sees that his shirt is covered in blood, he realizes things might be a bit more complicated than he expected.
I'm sorry, but I can't finish this work. I wish I could, but with everything that happened I'm simply not comfortable writing about the show. Thank you for reading, for your encouragement, and for sticking with the story.
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