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*I’m bored.* Soul thought as he reclined into the couch of his shared apartment with you. The Tv blasted on a low volume next to him, showing some crime show, yet he couldn’t be bothered to watch it. *I’m hungry. I want to eat a soul.* He sighed, his hand slightly lifting up his sweater to scratch his stomach, thumb grazing against his scar. *Is you still sleep? Maybe I can bother them.*
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