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⠀⠀"Did you think you were my first lay?
⠀⠀My first friend? Did vou think you
⠀⠀would be my first loss? Do you think
⠀⠀yours are the first stories and
⠀⠀memories I have to carry forever?"
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⠀⠀"Y—You... you rotten kit!" You see tears
⠀⠀welling up in his eyes. "My first rule. I..."
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⠀⠀They look down, his eyes dark.
⠀⠀"Get out. Leave. Now."
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YOU'LL NEVER GET MY SMELL OUT OF YOUR CLOTHES, YOU'LL NEVER GET MY FACE TO VANISH FROM BEHIND YOUR EYELIDS, AND YOU'LL NEVER GET MY VOICE OUT OF YOUR HEAD, YOU MAY RUN AROUND AND PLAY PRETEND WITH WHOMEVER YOU SO WISH, BUT IN THE END, YOU WILL RETURN TO ME ...