Gah! So sorry for the long wait on this one! I was planning on spending more time writing it, but I had a paper, a final project, and an exam all in the same week, so I didn't really get much of a chance to do so. My Sword Art Online box sets also got to me early, so what little free time I did have was spent on that. My bad :P

Disclaimer: Refer to chapter one

Cold
(Edward)

I couldn't tell if I was imagining it, or if things really were the way they seemed in my buzzed state. Maybe I was just being paranoid, though I couldn't see a reason as to why I would be; after all, I had finally managed to convince myself that I was being stupid before. Still…

Innes was being a little friendlier with L'Arachel than I would have expected, especially considering he hadn't really seemed like he was that close with her.

"Eddie, you gonna puke?" someone asked from somewhere beside me.

"Huh, what? I don't think I need to, does it look like it?" I responded, looking in the general direction of the voice since I wasn't sure who had asked.

"I dunno, you just seemed kind of out of it," Tana half giggled.

Because of that, she'd caught the attention of L'Arachel and Innes, who had been having some kind of lively conversation. When I first found them outside on the balcony, they'd already been engrossed in conversation and hardly paid me any heed when I got there. Normally I would have just blamed that on their state of intoxication, but I could really tell that L'Arachel hadn't drunken much when I found her, evident from her normal tone of voice and lessened giggling. Either way, I didn't think much of it at first, but as the conversation never seemed to end over the next hour or so, not to mention their increasingly inebriated states of mind, I was beginning to get a bit anxious. She is my girlfriend, after all!

"What's up?" Innes asked casually, considering he wasn't aware he'd been invading on my lost time with L'Arachel.

"Oh, i-it's nothing," I stammered. I may have been having some negative thoughts of him, but there was no reason to blow it out of proportion; I wasn't drunk enough to do that yet. "I just zoned out for a second."

"Heehee, how can you zone out with all this noise?" L'Arachel giggled, twirling her dress girlishly.

"Why, by zoning out on you, of course," I chuckled, a grin spreading across my cheeks. She returned it with a cheeky smirk of her own and giggled a bit.

"I didn't realize people actually made comments like that," Innes laughed, taking a sip from his drink before realizing his can was empty. "Damn, all out."

"I can go grab us some more drinks if you want," L'Arachel offered, though I wasn't convinced that she'd be able to make it as she stumbled a bit on the spot.

"Heh, why don't you let me do it?" I said, steadying her as she wobbled into me. "I'm probably the most sober out of us anyway, so it makes sense that I should get them."

"Are you sure you're all right with that?" Innes asked, though I could tell that the alcohol was starting to get to him as well.

"Relax," I reassured, "I'll be fine. Better than you, anyhow. I don't need to hang onto a railing for support."

He smirked back at me but didn't retaliate. It looked as though he knew he wasn't in a particularly good position to take me up on any sort of sobriety challenge at the moment.

Tana quickly explained how I could get to one of the places where the drinks were without swimming through the crowds, so I thanked her and made my way back inside. The warmth from the inside of the mansion hit me like a thick, smelly wall as I began following her directions as best I could. Of course, it would have been impossible to completely avoid getting caught in the flow of people, but she was more or less correct in taking a route with less people in it.

I spotted a few people I recognized as I made my way towards the ice buckets with drinks in them. Normally I would have gone over to them, but I figured that by the time I'd be able to reach them they would probably be lost in the crowd again. It wouldn't make sense for me to waste anyone's time by doing that, so instead I simply headed over to the ice buckets and grabbed as many things as I could, which admittedly wasn't very much. Luckily, most of the bottles were pretty big, so while I couldn't grab much in terms of numbers, I did manage to sneak off with some of the bigger ones in tow.

Carefully traversing back through the less-crowded route, I found myself outside once again. Taking a moment to get used to the cold temperature again, I looked to see that L'Arachel and the others weren't standing where they had been when I left. Why would they have moved? I was only gone for maybe ten minutes tops.

Putting a couple of bottles down by my feet, I pulled out my phone to check if she had texted me. Hmm, no messages, but it's getting pretty close to midnight. I don't want to be separated from her during the countdown; that would suck! Quickly typing out a message to ask where they went, I dropped my phone back in my pocket and moved towards the balcony with the bottles. Maybe they'd gone down into the yard, though I'm not sure why they would want to in this weather.

After a few minutes with no reply to my message or any luck being able to spot them, I sighed and decided I would crack open one of the bottles. If worse came to worst, I would just down some of these bottles and go party with everyone inside. Yeah, it would definitely suck if L'Arachel and I weren't together, but at this rate I'm not sure if finding them will even be possible.

Chugging down the bubbly liquid inside the rather large bottle, I placed it down on the ground and haphazardly glanced around. I couldn't recognize any of the people out on the balcony with me, and none of the people down below were really visible; at least, not enough for me to tell who they were anyway. Shrugging, I went with my instinct and headed for the staircase that led down to the lower level. If I were lucky, I'd be able to find them down here, though I would have to wonder why they wouldn't have just told me…or why they would wander there in the first place.

11:40pm is what it read on my phone as I carefully hobbled down the stairs…

"Oh, there you are!" I heard Tana call from the landing.

"Geez, I've been looking for you guys for a while now," I sighed, though I sounded more relieved than annoyed.

"Heehee, sorry. L'Arachel lost her phone somewhere and I don't have your number," she apologized as I stepped onto the same level as her. "We probably should have waited until you got back before moving somewhere else."

"Eh, don't worry about it," I reassured her, holding up one of the unopened bottles for her to take. "At least I found you guys before midnight, right?"

"Mhm, c'mon then," she chirped, happily leading the way. I guess she hasn't had much to drink if she's so upbeat and balanced right now.

As we descended the stairs, I could see that there were quite a few more people hanging around underneath the balcony; not a ridiculous amount like the sea that was inside the mansion, but enough to make it look like a regular sort of party with a group of people chilling out back. It made sense, considering the balcony stopped any snow from getting onto the ground underneath it. I still couldn't actually see them in the small crowd, but as long as I followed Tana, we would run into them at some point.

However, I suppose it was because I was trying to scout for L'Arachel and Innes in the crowd, I didn't realize that Tana had suddenly stopped on one of the steps, so I ended up walking right into her. Luckily, since she still wasn't that drunk and I was moving so slowly, nothing catastrophic happened, but I did become a little curious as to why she suddenly stopped walking.

"Heh, did you lose them now, too?" I joked, stepping beside her. I don't think my question carried through to her though, as she simply continued to stare into the crowd in disbelief. Confused, I tried to follow her gaze as best I could.

And then everything seemed to stop as I found what she had been staring at.

The bottle in my hand slid out of my grip as my fingers went limp. As dramatic as it would have been for it to shatter as it met the ground, things don't work that way in real life. Instead, the glass clunked loudly against the metal steps, creating a noticeable crash with each step it rolled onto before finally clinking itself on the ground at the bottom. The sound was surprisingly loud enough to attract everyone's attention, and soon all eyes were on Tana and me as we stood on the stairs with our mouths slightly agape.

Off at the far end of the crowd, two people broke from the kiss they'd just been sharing to see what all the commotion was about, but when they saw us staring back at them their expressions matched ours perfectly.

No one said anything, but the crowd separating us from them soon began to catch on to what was happening, and the murmurs began. Those murmurs soon turned into loud chatter as names started getting tossed around. I didn't even know any of those people, but it didn't matter that I heard my name coming up. All that I could hear, coupled with the image in my head, were a select few words that bit into me like a venom that would suck out my soul.

"Innes was totally making out with that girl!"

"Yeah, that L'Arachel chick, right?"

"Doesn't she have a boyfriend?"

"That's who that guy there is!"

"Oh shit, dramaaaaa!"

Before I even knew what I was doing, I took off up the stairs, leaving Tana and the gossiping crowd to separate me from those two. I wasn't sure if L'Arachel was coming after me or if she would even want to say anything to me, but I wasn't going to stick around and wait. I had to get away; I couldn't handle any sort of excuse right now, not after what I'd just seen.

As I stormed up the stairs, I could feel my sadness and disbelief suddenly boiling into anger, and my fists clenched so hard they shook as I got up to the balcony. Any feeling of drunkenness was gone from me, leaving only the sobering anger of being betrayed. With nothing else to take out my frustration on, I used all my might to throw open the doors and headed straight into the limitless crowd of people. Fuck this party, I wasn't going to stick around now. Any promises I had made to stay meant nothing now, and I didn't care. All I wanted to do was leave, so that's what I did…

(Rebecca)

Even after we'd all stopped to say each other's names, the atmosphere went back to its cold, uncomfortable silence. No one, or at least I, had no idea what to say or do in the situation we'd found ourselves in. I could explain to Wil why I was doing what I was doing just then, but it didn't seem all that urgent, especially since I didn't have all the pieces to the puzzle regarding Eddie and L'Arachel.

"E-Edward…" L'Arachel repeated weakly, much unlike her usual self. "I…"

"Just stop there," Eddie said coldly, keeping his eyes away from her. "I don't need to hear you making excuses."

"B-But it's really not what you think!" she cried out, taking a step towards him, though she stopped herself. I guess she must have realized that getting closer to him wouldn't do anything.

"Um, should we leave?" Wil whispered to me, causing me to jump in surprise, since I hadn't realized he'd walked over to me. "I don't think this is the best place for us to be right now."

In truth, I couldn't have agreed more with him, and having him surprise me by coming back like this was incredible, yet I wasn't feeling that way at all. All I could do was watch what was unfolding before me. Eddie was so hurt, is so hurt, and I can't just leave him when he needs a support system. Without a word, I slowly shook my head in response to Wil's question. He must feel awkward, but this is important!

"I…I didn't kiss him, Eddie," L'Arachel said quietly, dropping her gaze as she did so. "Innes…he…caught me by surprise."

It was pretty easy to put the pieces together just from that simple statement, and judging by how upset Eddie was, I was, surprisingly, unsurprised by what she was saying. It didn't make me think any better of her, though.

"Tch," Eddie scoffed bitterly, shooting her a sour look before turning away again. "Oh yeah, putting all the blame on him is really gonna make me feel so much better. It's funny, but I didn't actually see you pushing him away or anything."

"I was too stunned to do anything…"

"How convenient that he waited until it was just the two of you. Did he not think that your boyfriend would find out?!"

I wanted to comfort him in some way, but saying anything to interrupt them would probably be the worst thing I could do at this point. I was stuck where I was, unable to do or say anything while my best friend bared his soul. I could only watch as he slowly broke down, crumbling under the pain of what he'd just been through.

It all made me feel so guilty. I knew I hadn't done anything wrong, but I felt at fault somehow. Maybe if I had stayed home, then Eddie really would have stuck with me, and he wouldn't be dealing with this right now. No, it's likely that this still would have happened, and he would have found out eventually through some other way. I also felt guilty that I was forcing Wil to stay here for this. He probably only came to see me, but now he's somehow gotten caught up in this mess as well.

"I didn't know," a different voice came from out of view. Everyone turned towards the source of the voice to see whom I can only assume is Innes emerge from around the entrance gates. "I was under the impression you two were just close friends."

"Go to hell," Eddie spat. "She spent a week talking about me to you when we were fighting, and your own sister knew. How could it have not come up?"

"I don't know, but the point is that it didn't," Innes answered flatly. "Had I known, I wouldn't have tried to make a move like that. I won't say that I'm not partially at fault here, but if you're going to be angry with me, you should take into consideration that I was never told, or even inferred, that there was anything between you two."

Just as suddenly as he'd appeared, Innes turned back around and headed back towards the mansion. Whether he had attempted to ease the tension or make it worse, I couldn't tell, but the atmosphere had certainly shifted in some sort of way.

"…You kept it from him," Eddie said after a brief silence, his voice abandoning anger and readopting its dark tone. "That couldn't have been accidental."

"It didn't…seem like it mattered…" she murmured weakly, clearly seeing her own defense shattering before her. "Edward…I don't…want us to-"

"You should have thought about that before, then," he said almost as if he were lecturing her, turning his back towards her. "I'm no expert on dating, hell, if anything, I'm still a beginner, but that makes me take my relationships seriously. I don't know if I'm making a mistake or overreacting, but I know that the only reason he came on to you is because you gave him the opportunity, and you did it on purpose. I don't want to risk getting hurt like that again, so-"

"E-Eddie…no…"

"-we're done, L'Arachel."

It took my entire sense of restraint and self-control not to have some kind of huge reaction to what just happened, and I quivered with emotion as I watched Edward calmly begin walking down the street so he could head home. I would have continued watching him in astonishment if a different sound hadn't caught my attention. Turning back towards the entrance, L'Arachel was, understandably, beginning to sob, and before Wil or I could make some kind of move to console her (though I doubt I actually would have), she took off in the opposite direction of her now ex-boyfriend, presumably to her own home.

"U-Uh…we probably weren't supposed to see any of that, were we?" Wil stuttered awkwardly once we were the only two within sight.

"I don't think so," I responded, unable to hide the sorrow in my voice. "Sorry, I guess that kind of killed the mood for you coming to surprise me."

"Don't worry about it," he reassured, wrapping me in a warm hug. "It's enough that I got to see you. Did you want to head back inside?"

I looked over to see the bright lights shining out the windows. The sound of people continuing to have a good time inside was beginning to irritate me, especially after all that had just happened out here; so much for a happy new year.

"I…I think it'd be better if I just headed home," I said, shaking my head against him. "If you want to go say hi to everyone, I'm okay with that. I don't want to force you to avoid everyone else because of me."

"They can go another day or two without seeing me," he chuckled dryly, softly pecking the top of my head. "C'mon, we can walk back home. I'll tell you about my trip and you can tell me what happened while I was gone."

I nodded and held one of his gloved hands as he unwrapped me from his arms. "Okay, but let's walk slowly. I…don't want to risk catching up to Edward while he heads home too."

"Good call," Wil agreed as he lightly tugged me along.

I tried my hardest to focus on the fact that Wil was back after such a long time, but it was difficult to concentrate after all that had happened. We were able to make conversation, but I'm sure I was just prattling on about the general things that happened while he was away. In truth, my mind was racing, working hard to process all that had happened, including my own problems.

While my mind flickered with separate thoughts of Wil and Eddie, the two guys must have forced me to remember the night in the hospital. I could feel my face growing hot as I recalled what Edward had said to me in his state of half-asleep delirium. It had been so long, and I'd nearly forgotten that that had happened, so remembering it now, especially with Wil here, made it doubly embarrassing.

…Oh, that's right, you still don't know what Edward said…just wait, you'll find out eventually.

As I looked up at Wil's peaceful face, going on about some story about his relatives, I couldn't help but feel…different about it. I remember the days when I would look at him with such awe and passion, but seeing him now feels so much less than what it used to be. Was I just getting over the initial stages of starting a relationship, or was it truly because I was falling out of love with him? Not to say that I was ever truly in love with him, but that my strong feelings for him were beginning to deteriorate. I don't know, and it's making my head hurt thinking about it.

That feeling of guilt struck again as Eddie was filtered back into my pool of thought. With everything that had just gone on, I wasn't sure what I was feeling now. My feelings for Eddie at the moment were nothing more than condolences and sorrow, and I did want to go comfort him, that would be the rational thing that any friend would want to do. With Wil here, though, would that be seen as having a preference over my best friend? I do still care for Wil, but, like I said before, I don't feel nearly as strongly for him as I used to.

When it came my turn to speak again, I let my mouth run on autopilot like before. Could I share some of the stories with him that involved Eddie, though? It wasn't as though all of them were necessarily questionable, but they might not make sense out of context, and to put them in context might mean revealing something compromising.

Was I being like L'Arachel now? I had never considered comparing myself to her, seeing as I never saw a reason to, but when I think about it, I'm acting similarly to how she was. Keeping secrets for my own benefit…well, I guess you can't really consider her and Edward being a couple a secret, but it's more or less the same principle. I feel like a hypocrite saying that mine is more justified, however, since I'm not even sure whether I like Eddie or not now. Maybe I had been substituting him for Wil while said boyfriend was absent. I might be feeling differently about him at the moment, but it wouldn't surprise me if, say, after a week with Wil, I felt the same way for him as I did before he left.

I wanted to convince myself that that was the case, but some inner conscience or something kept on gnawing on that idea as if to tear it apart. I couldn't accept that my feelings were as feeble and fickle as that, but I knew that they were getting tossed all over the place. I could blame it on hormones or whatever, but I knew that it was truly something I was facing on a personal level. I'd never really met someone with a situation like mine, so I wouldn't be able to go for any firsthand advice. It's not that my issues are particularly unique, but that the circumstances that have caused them to occur are…

"Wil?" I said to grab his attention, cutting his story off midway. "I can walk the rest of the way myself. You can head home."

"You sure?" he asked, glancing ahead to the fork in our path. "I really don't mind spending a few extra minutes walking with you."

I shook my head, smiling weakly towards him. "Thanks, but I'll be okay. Um, again, I'm really sorry about dragging you right back home after you showed up."

"Heh, don't worry about it. Just go home and get some sleep. I'll call you tomorrow or something, okay?"

"Okay, night."

Sharing a quick kiss, we went off our separate ways, which gave me a chance to finally think without the buzz of our conversation.

Even that kiss we shared just now felt like nothing more than my lips pressing against his. There used to be such a feeling of romance and powerful emotions whenever we shared even a small peck like that, but there were no fireworks this time. Despite the fact that he's been gone for so long, I could hardly call that kiss anything more than ordinary. It should have been magical, nostalgic, and heartwarming, but instead it was just a plain old kiss, nothing fancy, nothing exciting.

Sighing as I stepped on the short walkway to my front door, I almost didn't notice someone sitting at the bottom of my steps. If he hadn't looked up as I noticed him, I probably would have flipped out.

"E-Eddie? I thought you went home!" I stuttered, suddenly feeling very embarrassed, though I couldn't say why exactly. "You're house was way back that way!"

He didn't say anything at first, but the way he looked at me was one with one of the most melancholic expressions I'd seen in a long time. It pained me to see him force a smile as he opened his mouth to speak. "You should have noticed the footprints leading up to your house."

I doubt he was actually trying to make me laugh, so I didn't force myself to do so. The idea didn't really cross my mind at the time, anyhow, considering I was still too surprised to see him sitting on my porch. Honestly, I was just about done with trying to deal with drama tonight.

"W-What made you…decide to come here?" I asked, hopefully not sounding ticked off.

He allowed his expression to drop as he sighed and leaned against the banister. It seemed like he wasn't too sure of the reason himself, but he knew as well as I did that I wasn't just going to accept a simple shrug for an answer.

"I guess…I wanted to feel safe…"

Cocking my head to the side, I looked at him with both concern and confusion. What would being near me do to help him feel safe? If anything, he'd be safest at his own house, wouldn't he? It's not like I could protect him, and having Wil around would make it uncomfortable to even if I wanted to. Now that I think about it, what would Eddie have done if Wil had come with me or I had gone with him?!

"Safe? How so?" I inquired, taking a seat beside him.

He shifted a bit on the spot, keeping his eyes away from he as he put more of his weight against the banister. I wasn't offended by his actions; rather, I felt like I was taking care of a young child or small animal, lost in a world they thought they knew.

"I…didn't want anyone to ask me about it. I'm sure half the people at the party, or at least the people we know, have already heard what happened. I didn't want people coming to my house or messaging me about it, so I turned off my phone and came here instead."

I wobbled my head a bit as I thought over his situation. It seemed to make a fair amount of sense; I know I wouldn't want people harassing me about something like this right after it happened. I mean, he's already crushed over his own decision, so getting asked about it would just be rubbing salt in the wound.

"Wouldn't it have been easier to go over to Leo's? Or at least someone who lives closer to you than I do?" I asked when I realized that he walked an extra twenty minutes just to get to my house.

"Everyone's still at the party," he sighed, shrinking down a bit as he continued. "I have no idea when they'll be coming back. I knew that after something like that you wouldn't be in the mood to keep partying. It's not like you were really in the mood to do so in the first place."

"You know me too well," I chuckled, nudging him lightly in the side. "You're just lucky I told Wil not to walk me all the way home. I don't know how he would've reacted to seeing you here."

"I don't care. He's not enough of a douchebag to get pissed at me after seeing something like that."

We sat there without saying anything following that last comment. I wouldn't exactly call the silence uncomfortable, but I really didn't know what to say. I felt like I should have been comforting him, but he didn't seem to be acting like he needed comfort. Maybe he was just putting up a manly front, but would it be right for me to shatter what dignity he had left by forcing myself on him? Then again, my conscience wasn't particularly happy with the fact that I was just letting him sulk.

I shivered a bit as a breeze blew some snowflakes toward us. It struck me then that I had no idea how long we'd been sitting outside. He may be my best friend/crush, and also in a lot of pain right now, but I wasn't going to risk getting hypothermia because of that. Right as I was about to move to stand up, however, the feeling of something warm on my hand stopped me.

"…I'm sorry…" He said it so quietly that I hardly caught the words that escaped his mouth. What did he have to be sorry for, though?

It was then that I realized he was sleeping and his hand had coincidentally happened to fall onto mine right at that moment. I was more baffled by the fact that he'd somehow managed to pass out in this freezing weather. Regardless, he would definitely get sick if he stayed out here like this, so I had to wake him up and send him home.

"Hey, Ed-" I began as I grasped his shoulder, but stopped when I actually got a look at his face.

Something I never wanted to see, nor ever expected to see, from Eddie was tear streaks on his face. Was he really beating himself up this badly over what happened? I can get that he's upset, but it's like he's beating himself up over something that isn't his fault in any way! I couldn't move or say anything as I watched a fresh droplet of water form in the corner of his eye before cascading down his cheek. His mouth moved as if he was saying something, but no sound escaped past his lips.

Almost as a motherly gesture, I wiped his face dry with my gloves. It didn't really make him look any less sorrowful, but at least the water wouldn't freeze on his face. In that moment, I knew that waking him up would be a mistake; however, I couldn't leave him out here in the freezing cold. Dart's still awake, but I doubt he would help me out with something like this, so I guess I'll have to figure out a way to drag Eddie inside.

Thankfully, Edward isn't all that heavy, so after a bit of struggling I was able to lug him up the steps and into the house. Without even thinking, I'd brought him into my room before realizing just how embarrassing and compromising that would be. I'm not sure how he managed to stay asleep through all the bumps on the way up, but he did, and I didn't have the heart to wake him by dragging him back downstairs and onto the couch or something.

Laying him on top of a few cushions and tossing a spare blanket over him, I watched him as I crawled into my own bed. I wanted to wipe the new tears that had streaked down his face again, but I knew it wouldn't help if more were just going to show up. It hurt me to see him in such pain, but I couldn't do anything to help him, especially since he was sleeping.

Being that I was in a similar situation, the memory of the night in the hospital suddenly resurfaced in my mind, and I actually hid behind the blanket as if it would prevent him from noticing. Obviously I wasn't going to try kissing him right now, but this was definitely a weird recurring thing: Eddie getting hurt (though it was emotionally instead of physically this time) and me ending up staying with him while he sleeps.

I peeked out from behind the covers when I realized how stupid I was being. He was still asleep and completely unaware of what was going on. There was no way there would be a repeat of what occurred on that night. I wasn't going to try anything sketchy like kissing him in his sleep, and he was more than likely not going to wake up in a daze and say…that…again… Eep, stop thinking about it!

He suddenly groaned and rolled onto his side so that he was facing me. I freaked out a bit at first, thinking he'd suddenly woken up and noticed me being weird, but it became clear that he was just shifting in his sleep. Now that he was facing me, an odd sensation came over me. From up on my bed, he looked so far away down on the ground. The tears falling down his face were now more visible, glimmering against the moonlight that streamed in through the window. His deep breaths mumbled something every now and then, though it took a while before I could actually decipher what he was saying.

"…Don't…don't leave… Alone…I…-'ll do better… Please…"

He seemed like he was in so much pain, and despite the fact that he was the one who had left L'Arachel, as opposed to the other way around, I didn't take into account exactly what he was saying so much as I was the emotion placed behind it. Before I knew what I was doing, I had laid myself out next to him, pillow, blanket and all. He mumbled again and one of his hands came out from under the blanket. Without hesitation, I reached out and took his hand in both of my own, cradling it with my warmth.

"I won't leave you, Edward. I'll stay by your side no matter what sort of hardships either of us have to face."

Closing my eyes, I pressed my forehead to his and breathed deeply.

"That's what we do…for the people we love…"

Again, I apologize for the super late update, especially since it's just a regular-length chapter. I can't make any promises that the next one will be out much sooner, since I still have finals and a paper to worry about, not to mention that my other story also has to get updated before this one gets updated again. I'm pretty much finished everything school-related on Dec. 8, though, so after that I'll try to get chapters pumped out. I'm sure something will get in the way (music, my gaming backlog, anime, etc.) but I'll try to at least get a couple chapters done before second term starts up!

Anyway, hopefully this chapter didn't seem like there were any major disconnects. As you probably guessed, I was slowly writing this in snippets in between my schoolwork and studying, so I don't know how well this flows. To me it seems fine, but it's hard to judge your own work, y'know? I also only skimmed it as a proofread since I didn't want you to have to wait longer than necessary, but I will go back over this and fix up anything I catch.

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