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Modeling Clay fun by ~agdfantasylover

hm I sat in the chill of my apartment, mindlessly strumming my guitar. My unfinished sociology essay stared blankly from the screen of my laptop on the other side of the room. Casey was at a party and Mark had gone home for the weekend. So I was alone.hm by ~agdfantasylover
A message flashed on my screen.
Gracie: You should call Doug or something. He's being weird.
I sat still a moment, patting the wood in my hands before putting it aside and resting my fingers on the keyboard to reply.
Me: Like, weirder than normal?
Gracie: Haha... Just call him.
I did. The rings seemed empty, and they all passed without answer. His voicemail recording was coldly famili
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