December 2010
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Anonymous asked: Stephie was sitting alone at the bar, stirring her. The bar was lively, but not alive. The night was still young, and Stephie was waiting for something to happen. What, she didn’t know, but she just had this feeling deep down in her bones that something wonderful was going to happen that night. Time passed, but nothing happened. Why was she even at the bar, she wondered. She could be at home...
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