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He shrugged, careful not too move too much, settling his chin on her shoulder. "Last year was a waste of time," Ernie said quietly.
Biting her lip, he continued, "I had no bloody idea what I wanted to do after this, either. I panicked. After everything that happened, I suddenly didn't know what to do with myself. I spent so much time worrying that I forgot to focus on anything except for keeping myself alive." Ernie frowned. "So I came back."
"Why'd you come back?" he asked quietly, once he had finished his little speech. |
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