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| author | Mica White <botahamec@outlook.com> | 2026-06-16 18:18:01 -0400 |
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| committer | Mica White <botahamec@outlook.com> | 2026-06-16 18:18:01 -0400 |
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@@ -152,7 +152,7 @@ First edition #p[ #[I found myself stretched out across a couch. Ths sun was shining bright that day. I had to cover my eyes to keep it out. I let out a yawn, and stretched out my arms and legs. One of my legs bumped into something. I looked ahead to see my beautiful Teresa, looking back at me.] #["Good morning, Frank!" she said, in the sweetest voice I have ever heard. "Did you have a nice nap?"] - #["Yep," I groaned, as I got myself sat up next to her. She had a sketchpad in her hands. It contained a half-finished drawing of what looked to me like a teenage boy, but I've never been good at telling that sort of thing. "What are you working on?"] + #["Yep," I groaned, as I got myself sat up next to her. She had a sketchpad in her hands. It contained a half-finished drawing of what looked to me like a teenage boy. "What are you working on?"] #["Oh?" She looked down at her drawing. "This is my brother. His birthday is coming up, and I thought this might make a good present."] #["Oh yeah, Jeff." I was still struggling to wake myself up from my nap.] #[Teresa put down the sketchpad on the armrest next to her, then turned towards me. She always has the best smile on her face. She could get excited over literally anything. My waking up was probably the highlight of her day. "So, did you get those tickets?"] |
