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Hey, uh, have you ever sold anything on Etsy? I’m trying to open my own shop and… this shit’s hard. 

*walking Rusty in the park when he starts to happily bark at your character, pulling himself and Winter toward them* Rusty hey, we talked about this. I’m sorry.

[falls to the ground and starts to play with the dog]

I’m really craving pizza right now. Want to get a slice with me?

I’m always craving food.

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I forgot how much trigonometry sucks until now. I’m honestly regretting this whole “getting my diploma” thing.

What the shit!? You’re getting a diploma!

The fuck do you want me to do— *on the phone, Miles is cut off by the latest subject of his irritation, and curses as he digs in his back pocket, searching for something, before muttering* Got it. *no more of a “goodbye” offered, as the phone dies in his hand, the battery giving out, he shoves it into the otherwise empty pocket, and looks up, only then acknowledging the presence of another* … hey, got a pen?

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“Okay, so I haven’t talked to too many people about this yet…” Henry paused, taking a deep breath. “Oof, my heart is racing just saying this out loud. But… Winter and I are adopting again! A baby boy. God, I’m so excited!”

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