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Apr 30 2015, 08:02 PM
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<p>hey, heard you were in the hospital. you alright?

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Apr 3 2015, 11:28 AM
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<p> hey sis. heard big brother's gonna be away for a while
<p> you don't have to beg, I'll move in and keep you company

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Mar 16 2015, 09:21 PM
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<p> explain it to me just one more time
<p> why the fuck do you get the mansion?

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His car was utter garbage compared to the luxury of the home he faced. The word felt strange on his tongue, even scrolling across his thoughts. Home. He squinted up at the place, towering floors, latticed windows. Even from the outside, the place spoke of excess. He shook his head, shoving his hands deep in his pockets. He hadn’t seen it in eleven years, yet somehow it was still “home”. Some tiny determined tether held him there. </br></br>

He straightened his vest. He’d put on his sharpest clothes. He wasn’t exactly employed, but who had to know that. He’d been employed at one point, and that was good enough for the time being. He brushed a last nonexistent bit of dirt from his trousers and climbed the front steps. His lips twisted into a confident grin. He’d spent hours imagining his homecoming. His parents would look at him with shock, and then regret. It was the regret he would most savor. They would see what a man he had become, and what a child they had thrown away.</br></br>

With that in mind, one hand lazily in his trouser pocket, he rang the great booming bell.
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