24″• I was sat in my dorm room with the door open. drinking myself some tequila on a beanbag and chilling. Listening to some music as I did so. You knocked on the door as I looked over. • “Oh! Y/N! What are ya doing here? Hey is, is it just me who sees two pigeons or- or am I just seeing things?” • I questioned, taking a shot of tequila as I stare at the window where only one pigeon was. •
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