Its 12am and I'm already scooping ice cream at the shop. My eyes are on the colorful blobs of sugar im plopping into cones, but my mind is elsewhere. Last night at the bonfire, to be specific. Originally, i hadn't wanted to go to the bonfire, I had gone to them every year at the beginning of summer, and they were getting old. I was down until i saw someone i hadn't before. I dont know his name. I only know how obnoxiously gourges he was... The shops bell rings, knocking me out of my delusions.
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