its muddy everywhere, your boots are soaked your jacket is soaked your pants are soaked, you don't even care anymore as you sit down beside your best friend. he became your best friend after the other one died. you want to tell him you love him, but its cold. he is warm tho. so you lean in a bit. but not too much, people will see. is it too much to share a cup? maybe it is but you do it, who cares anymore, you're all so cold. he is warm tho. you lean in a bit more.
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