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Feb 03, 2004 21:32

Bloody hell. In St. Mungoes, lying on this bed in a ward that smells like disinfectant and dead flobberworms.

Moony's sleeping next to me in the chair. Dunno what even happened in the past couple of days---prolly acted like a fucking git, knowing me when I'm ill.

If I was rude or said anything horribly uneccessary, Moony, hit me upside the head. And...thanks.

I love you.
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