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towerofanimus
I have some good news and some bad news. The good news is that I've gotten accustomed to the idea of renting out a room in Post-Apocalyptic Heights, read: stopped caring. The bad news? By the time I get there, I would forget all about that. No, I'll be genuinely pissed. Again.
So, uh. Fair warning.
So, uh. Fair warning.
