Way too late
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He plopped down on the chair, smiling at how the chair were always comfy as usual. He leaned on it, staring at the plain white ceiling that had dust dirtying it, he emitted a chuckle, thinking how he would be scolded for how dirty the room had become. He sat up again, staring at the untouched polaroid on the desk.
“I should never leave.”
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