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No AudioI'm sitting quietly in my room, on the bed. I'm still surprised I have such a big room. The one I had at my father's was just a closet. I glance out the window. The view is pretty nice. I never watched snow fall before, especially not at night. The fireplace is burning, casting a soft glow on the wooden floor, and the soft rug. I like the sound it makes. I turn back to my book, leaning back on the pillows. But I'm not reading so much as thinking. I still don't know what kind of Alpha you are.
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