A lot of stuff happened beforehand and I don't remember shit. I just remember waking up in panic, panting so fucking hard and sweating. Whilst remembering it, I felt the urge to cry myself back to sleep. I really don't know why the fuck this has "moved" me so much, but I'll think hard about it and maybe I can come up with an answer.

Ok, important part is as follows:

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So, yesterday I published my story, A Friend in Flour and, since nobody was paying attention, I began to chat with MuzzledElk on the comment session. I began to joke around with MuzzledElk, telling him that Carmine is mai waifu.

Muzzled doesn't like that. Not. One. Bit!

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