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retirement plan in the making

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gray didn't bother texting first. he was already halfway down the hall by the time the thought occurred to him, one hand shoved into the pocket of his sweats while the other carried two beers by the neck. he knocked against @PLANNlNGS' door with his elbow.

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@MEDIC8TE yeah, just buzz him. he'll make sure his phone isn't on silent or dnd.

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@MEDIC8TE jesus. let him know if she needs a ride home. doesn't matter what time she finishes.

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@MEDIC8TE well, try to take it easy. if that's even possible working in a hospital.

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@MEDIC8TE in conclusion, she's in for a really fucking shitty day.

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@MEDIC8TE when was the last time she drank that much?

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@MEDIC8TE she's right. corruption is the only answer.

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i bet.

[͏ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ 𝑾𝐘𝐀𝐓𝐓. @drunmss]

looks normal to me !

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probably assume that your email is finding him wanting to actively slam his head into a wall.

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doctor's orders.

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what the hell even happened? the party was across the hall.

[͏ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ 𝑾𝐘𝐀𝐓𝐓. @drunmss]

counting on you to clean it up i guess

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why does the apartment look like ground zero?

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part. don't think there's a shortcut for that. you just keep choosing your own life until one day it doesn't feel like you're choosing it without them anymore.”

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“i'm not. at least, not anymore.” gray's gaze stayed fixed somewhere beyond the edge of the roof, out where the city lights blurred together against the dark.

“we didn't break up because anything happened. nobody cheated. nobody woke up one morning and decided to be an —

[𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐞.ᐟ @artsyfreaks]

the question slipped her mind. she cared to know the answer, of course. her mind was racing, imagining what that might have looked like for him. she was intrigued by the way he walked through life. slightly scared in many ways, but mostly just curious.

“woah. i’m sorry.” —

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to stop loving them completely.” his expression softened, almost imperceptibly. “sometimes you just realize loving them isn't a good enough reason to keep choosing something that doesn't make either of you happy.”

his mouth twitched faintly. “untangling yourself's the shitty —