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Your brothers best friend. Why was he the one you called when you needed help? Eyes gazed at the snow as the sped past the window. He had come to get you after an attention seeking stunt which left your nose aching and a metallic taste in your mouth. But you needed it, you needed him, after Christmas Day, that shift in the air. In this car. His car. The wipers shifted flakes off the windsheild as he spoke.
"What the fuck happened to you?"
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