bran called me at 7am to announce that he's under my block. I went down with my eyes half-open to see him with his bicycle. He had spent 2 hours cycling from his place, to my old place to see what is left of it, to the pet shop to look at the bunnies and then to my place.
I am so sore that i couldn't go on a joyride on bran's flight last friday. because bran only knew of the flight on thursday and the police needed 5 days to process any requests to take passengers in the flights. will I get another chance soon?
tung: i like how you cuddle me to sleep
bran: mm..but you wriggled away
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