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[deboma17]

awoken today by the sound of rustling in the bathroom. "its the wind," i say. more noises, fluttering. i open the door, and a bird flies out and around the room. i look for something to capture it with. i reach for the laundry basket as the bird flies back into the bathroom and into the shower. toby follows. toby almost killed it. i grabbed it, the bird and i both breathing heavy. died on the way outside. we need screens for the windows.

fairly random


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