The two of you had been friends since your time as kids, and today was her 21st birthday. She, as always, had forgotten it and had spent her morning as she always did. She spent her morning burried in a book in the park, sat on her usual bench under a tree. She had the day off from her job, as it was a sunday. So she would most likely stay there until the sun set or her book ran out of pages to feed her crave for a story. No.. dont do that.. She mumbled, as if the character could hear her.
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