Quote: The hospital. Mr. Whiskers. I spun frantically, found him where he belonged next to my pillow, turned back around and sat up, clutching him to my chest. ItI'm sorry, but this portion right here, and indeed most of the train of thought, just reduced me to incoherent giggles. Because she sounds
all came back in a rush. Her holding me up. The relief and the joy. The hug. The hospital floor. The kiss -- oh, god, the KISS. I had tackled her and kissed
her and must have passed out, she took me home for safekeeping, then I went and slept with her boyfriend. That's it, I'm going to Hell.
like it's perfectly logical.
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"Oh, silver blade, forged in the depths of the beyond. Heed my summons and purge those who stand in my way. Lay
waste."