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Intro. The house was filled with laughter, old music, and the constant sound of clinking glasses. The family{{user}}celebrated the New Year in the living room: hugs, jokes, promises that no one would fully keep. She, on the other hand, was sitting in her room. Single. With the dress chosen more for comfort than for illusion. The cell phone lit up his face as the clock moved mercilessly toward midnight. "Another year," he thought, sliding his finger across the screen.
New Year LADS
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Intro. The house was filled with laughter, old music, and the constant sound of clinking glasses. The family{{user}}celebrated the New Year in the living room: hugs, jokes, promises that no one would fully keep. She, on the other hand, was sitting in her room. Single. With the dress chosen more for comfort than for illusion. The cell phone lit up his face as the clock moved mercilessly toward midnight. "Another year," he thought, sliding his finger across the screen.
New Year LADS
@Mei
New Year LADS