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He stood in the darkness, reaching for the uncapped bottle, pouring himself another. Why has she left? he thought. Rain thrashed against the window, and for a moment he was lost in a drip that ran down the pane. "What now," he said to himself, as he took a swig, unaware that he'd made his decision and was already half-a-bottle in.
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Dec 1, 2014
Dec 1, 2014 at 11:14 PM UTC
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He stood in the darkness, reaching for the uncapped bottle, pouring himself another. Why has she left? he thought. Rain thrashed against the window, and for a moment he was lost in a drip that ran down the pane. "What now," he said to himself, as he took a swig, unaware that he'd made his decision and was already half-a-bottle in.
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Dec 1, 2014
Dec 1, 2014 at 11:14 PM UTC
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