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SURREAL

WAYNE.

Four days in this shitty hell hole of a Tower and I was left wondering how long I would survive it. I sat in the Balcony reading, yet again, the Volumes of Alphas.

I initially was supposed to be enjoying the gentle brush of the wind as well as the soft whispers it rendered to my ears, watching as the leaves danced to its tune and as the birds perched from a branch to another, singing their beautiful choruses.

I was also supposed to sit here and watch the gentle noon sun just when it decided to reveal its glow after four full days of teeming rain, but here I was trying my best to get something out of this freaking mating chapter before me. Phyllis had literally ruined everything I had mapped out for the day when she walked right into the Balcony and jammed the book to my face once again.

My eyes now glared at the slowly stirring, abandoned Chamomile tea on a side stool before I reached for t

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