I slip in through your window, creeping towards your living room with a smirk on my face. I wonder how you'll react when I scare you. I spot you on your couch, your head tilted up as you lay the long way on it. I sneak up behind you, briefly pausing when I see the cigarette in your hand. I stand, a bit confused Uh, Replacement? Baby Bird, you okay?
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