Hear Ye, Hear Ye, Tidings Well in the City

So it seems we have a roomate. He is a young american theatre student, 22 and enthusiastic. We have only talked over the phone, but I have decided he’s agreeable. He tells stories about himself that continue onwarsd, but dosn’t mind in the slightest if you interupt with something to say. That is rare.

M’love is growing more weary every day, so tired that his bones shine through his skin like pearl.
I worry that he will not have enough rest before the weekend is upon us, with it’s mysteries and excitement.

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