I was fidgeting with this odd note hanging on Austin's
mirror.
Austin: I keep a lot of weird things.
Me: Like me?
Austin: You're not the weirdest thing I've kept. But you're up there.
Austin: I keep a lot of weird things.
Me: Like me?
Austin: You're not the weirdest thing I've kept. But you're up there.
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