As i lay on the bed, all but ignored, but not complaining due to the views I am getting. After summer leaves a naked creature comes out of the bathroom, gives me just a glance and begins to put on a costume lying on the bed. She puts on the costume and leaves the room giving the pup tent in my pants a wink and shutting off the light as she goes. Just then as I am wondering what I am going to do alone tied up in the dark, I here the unmistakable music coming from downstairs...and laugh.

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Love...the slowest form of suicide.