Chapter 24: Our Goodbyes
Sakura
'There is nothing more I can do...'
The cold thought slithers in before she can help it and Sakura steadies her tensing hands, calming her breathing despite the faster beating of her heart against Tsunade's failing one.
How many hours has it been now? She can't even recall if there is still daylight out or if it is already well into the deep hours of the night.
'Concentrate.'
Lady Tsunade is dying, on her watch, on her hands…
Amber eyes open to gaze at her, softening at seeing her expression.
"Sakura, stop." Tsunade protests in a low whisper.
Jade orbs widen at hearing her speak after so long before hardening, shaking her head.
"Don't speak." Sakura orders, voice barely higher than hers.
It comes out far too scratchy and dry, cursing as Tsunade lifts herself up off her pillows just enough to show her she's serious.
"I…I don't want to be resuscitated, nor do I want to live only by the power of machines and tubes." Tsunade relates, hazel eyes roaming over the mass of lines tangled about her.
Sakura swallows, biting her lip until she feels the taste of blood hit her tongue.
"No, I can't let you die; you just need to rest! Kabuto is dead now by my hand and Shizune and I have already identified the toxin he used so that- "
"Sakura, whatever shit he did is already flowing too much through my bloodstream, you don't need to sugarcoat it that I'm heading for sepsis and organ failure." Tsunade interrupts her with a huff before sliding back down.
Sweat gathers at her forehead Sakura quickly pats away with a fresh washcloth, blinking back another slew of tears.
'Why is this happening?'
Everything Lady Tsunade has taught her isn't working. None of the antibiotics, none of the fluids, not even the top of the line new medications they've just started successful clinical trials on for their other patients are seeming to touch this vile poison swimming through her system making her blood pressure steadily fall and temperature rise…
She glances up to her monitor once more, watching as Tsunade's heart rate plummets into the 40's. Her options were lessening by the second with all the treatment measures they had already used.
"Get me Naruto and Jiraiya." Tsunade murmurs among the beeping of her monitors, Sakura straining to hear her until she points feebly towards the door.
A violent swish of her stomach makes Sakura step back, bile creeping up her throat. She excuses herself quickly to her side bathroom before she can soil her scrubs in vomit.
This is it; it's over…
'Lady Tsunade has no more fight left in her.'
When she returns Tsunade is staring right at her, concern marking her face.
"You look like hell. Get Sasuke to take you home."
Sakura snorts, feeling the beginnings of a smile etch her lips. "Hah, speak for yourself. I'm not going anywhere, but I'll get the guys. Hold on."
'Oh, so it's nighttime.' Sakura realizes as she steps out into the unit. The lights are always dimmed in the hallways during the night, windows allowing moonlight to spill over dark corners.
And tucked in towards the entrance are Naruto and Jiraiya.
Jiraiya is the only one awake of the two, sipping at what Sakura assumes is coffee while Naruto leans against his back as a pillow. His feet are restless, shaking even more so when she approaches.
He fixes her with a half-smile that dissolves into a frown, gaze locked on the closed door she's just left.
"How is she?"
'She's dying; nothing Shizune and I have done can save her. I've failed as her student.' Sakura thinks, nails digging into her palms until tiny crescents form and tear at her skin.
"It isn't good. She wants to see you and Naruto." Sakura states honestly.
Jiraiya nods, tapping Naruto awake instantly making him jolt. "Huh? What happened?! Is Granny okay?"
Sakura shushes him, eyes shifting between him and Tsunade's room. "Go see her."
Naruto blinks, sleep fading quickly at the finality in her tone but he nods and does as she asks. As soon as he vacates his seat Sakura plops down, allowing her hair to fall into her eyes.
"Aren't you going with him?" Sakura questions at Jiraiya's presence still beside her.
Out of the corner of her eye she sees him shake his head, setting his coffee down as his hands begin to tremble. Perhaps he just doesn't want Lady Tsunade to see him this way looking 'uncool', upset and on the verge of tears…
'I don't think I've ever seen Jiraiya cry.' Sakura muses.
Nothing ever seems to bother the man, not Naruto's yelling at him for being late to meetings or getting beat up for being a pervert.
But Tsunade was always different she supposes, the only one who could bring out Jiraiya's real feelings.
And she pretends not to see the droplets hitting his clasped hands or taste the salt that's upon her own lips soon enough.
-X-
Future
"Boruto, what are doing up this late? And in my study?" Naruto questions, restraining a yawn.
Even in the darkness he can see his son's figure stiffen, cobalt eyes squinting as he flips the lights on.
He sees a mop of violet hair swish rapidly around in his chair, so they were both up.
"Ah, Papa is awake!" Himawari exclaims, attempting to slide out of view beneath his office table as Boruto sends her a frown.
"You were supposed to signal me when he was coming Hima!" He sighs.
There goes all their planning for trying to avoid Mom and Dad!
Himawari grins sheepishly in return. "Sorry, I knew Papa came home but I didn't think he would come here first to check."
'What's he looking for in my office?' Naruto wonders, there isn't anything in here besides stacks of paperwork, scrolls, and literature he knows Boruto finds painfully boring.
But then he sees where his hands were moving for, a set of photo albums and old boxes of memorabilia.
They are the ones from his and Hinata's childhood, reaching above him to grab them.
He grins at Boruto's frown, ruffling his hair as he gestures for him to plop down on the wood floor beside him. Pretty soon they'll be around the same height with the way he's growing. Himawari moves right into his lap to be close as well despite being tall enough now to poke at his chin when sitting.
When did his children get so big?
"Any reason why you needed to see Mom and I's old pictures and belongings at this time of day?" Naruto remarks.
Boruto pauses, eyes shifting. "I have a history report. I needed to look at you and Mom's old photos and stuff to make sure I had everything correct. Shino-sensei knows when I haven't done my full research."
"This history report wouldn't happen to be due tomorrow, would it?" Hinata questions behind them, giggling at Boruto quick shaking his head.
"No! Well, I mean it's not due to until the end of the day; I gave myself enough time to finish it, you know!" He explains hastily between his parents.
"Are we having a family meeting over this at 11:18 pm?" Hinata asks, resting into Naruto's side as he explains what he's learned so far.
Boruto's report entails giving an account of his family: The Hyuga and Uzumaki clans. He's completed all of the main points except for uncertainty over how each clan worked during the Warring States Era.
"You could've just asked us Boruto, you know we would help you." Hinata hums.
Boruto shifts uneasily, scratching a hand against his cheek as his voice softens. "I can't rely on you and Papa all the time, especially when I want to become a proper shinobi in my own right."
"What's in here, Papa? Mama? It's all so dusty now." Himawari questions, moving right ahead to brush away balls of dust and silvery webs lining the top of the box.
Inside lies worn photos of Naruto and Hinata as teenagers, a book of pressed flowers Hinata made as a girl, and old empty special edition ramen cups from Ichiraku's considered collector's items (in Naruto's opinion).
"Oh this one is from the fireworks display, when Granny was first made Fifth Hokage, right?" Naruto questions, holding up the picture to the light.
The backdrop of nightfall is a lit in a shower of bright yellow and red sparklers bursting out. He'd gone out with Team 7 to enjoy the festivities and games trying out all the foods of each stall that smelled of sweets and spices before snapping a photo with Granny, Pervy Sage, and Shizune calling it a day.
"Ah, that's right. Lady Tsunade was from the Senju clan. Boruto, you can add that point in to your paper. The Senju clan and Uzumaki clan were close allies with each other during the Warring States period, they specialized in wide variety of ninjutsu, taijutsu, and genjutsu." Hinata explains.
Himawari points curiously to Tsunade's image, cerulean eyes puzzled. "That's a Granny? She doesn't look old."
She slides the picture over so Boruto can see as well who nods his agreement before smirking cheekily. "Yeah, why did you call her old Papa, she looks younger then you right now."
Rude!
"Hey, Mama and I are not old! I'll have you know we're like the youngest out of our original class!" Naruto retorts back.
It may only be by a few months, but it counts!
And Naruto pauses then, Hinata doing the same as they look to each other in realization.
'Wait, they don't recognize Tsunade?'
Hinata feels the slightest twinge of a headache come on, a moment ago she had just referred to Tsunade in past tense…
What's happening to their memories?
She looks again to Naruto to see him now scrolling through photos on his phone in quick succession, frown deepening.
"Dear, she's not here…Granny isn't in our wedding album section or any pictures with the kids." Naruto breathes out, swallowing to keep his voice steady to not alarm Bolt and Hima.
What happened in the past had repercussions, but so far all that had occurred were new scars here and there on their skin. They'd wrote down anything new they hadn't originally remembered, but the more the past changed though the more old events would cease to exist.
Everything they had told their younger selves had resulted in positives in the here and now for the most part.
Except for this…
Death.
Perhaps it wasn't just Tsunade who had paid the price for his and Hinata's actions.
Naruto shakes his head, new and old memories floating around of sitting by Granny's side in a hospital room. The sunrise had been marred by a few clouds that day when he peered out her window, specks of reds and violets escaping though the gaps to wash away the inky black of the night.
And then suddenly there was the overpowering smell of disinfectants and medicines, machines blaring in his ears along with the thunderous pounding of footsteps entering into the room, Granny's teary smile at him before he leaves…
"Kids, do you remember Granny Tsunade?" Naruto asks carefully, peering back to them.
But he already knows from their confused looks his answer.
-X-
Naruto
Any other day he would remark jokingly that Tsunade finally looks her actual age, that he was right to call her Granny even though all it did was incur her wrath.
"Hinata isn't with you?" She asks softly as he pulls up a chair.
Naruto shakes his head, recalling how he, Hinata, and Jiraiya had formed a makeshift bed of chairs and using each other as pillows. Around 2:00 am he decided to let a clone take her back to the apartment, they still needed to be ready for any one of the Akatsuki attacking including one of them trying to potentially go through their things.
Tsunade laughs halfheartedly at his explanation, nodding. "I'm glad you two have learned a lot from each other. You'll make a good Hokage."
Naruto nods along, straightening up as he fixes her with a serious look.
"Sakura says you're giving up."
"No, I just feel like resting." She huffs back.
There's less bite in her tone than he's used to, frowning at seeing just how pale she truly is. He moves to get her another set of blankets at seeing her tremble, lips a faint blue as she works to breathe properly even with the help of all of these lines and medicines being pumping into her.
"You can't die yet Granny, you have to keep fighting." Naruto murmurs.
Tsunade doesn't immediately respond, eyes misty and dazed.
"Nawaki, you're too big to be crying." She scolds him gently, reaching a hand out to wipe at his wet cheeks.
And Naruto stiffens, fingertips cold against his face before nodding and squeezing them back softly.
"I'm...I'm going to get Pervy Sage." He manages out before he breaks down.
Clarity returns back to her expression then hearing Jiraiya's nickname, struggling to sit herself up comfortably once more as Naruto adjusts her sheets and pillows.
"Okay. Naruto, promise me you won't let whatever happens to me or anyone else stop you from ensuring the Akatsuki falls; I won't be the only one." Tsunade smiles up at him.
Advice is all she can give him and this next generation now. A hope he, Sakura, Shizune, and even that old pervert won't mourn her for very long when there is too much already going on to worry about the dead.
'This is the life of a shinobi. The life I left and then inevitably got pulled back into...'
"I promise!" Naruto replies with what he hopes is a strong enough grin.
If anything he at least doesn't want her to keep seeing him look so upset, no matter how much her words haunt him.
'I won't be the only casualty...'
He feels Tsunade's stare burn on his back as he leaves out, even as her alarm flashes a striking red and the sound of footsteps and hurried voices boom into his ears.
-X-
Jiraiya
"What's the big idea scaring us all like this? I think the only way to make it up to me now is giving me a date after this is all said and done!" Jiraiya remarks cheekily.
Tsunade gives him something between a laugh and a cry, leaning into him.
"I'm sorry." She whispers when the doctors and nurses are assured her heart rate won't fall back down, won't be too low again to be undetected...
Jiraiya chuckles, wishing he could keep her here comfortably wrapped in his arms forever. She's never let him hold her this close for so long in all the years he's known her, brushing at thin strands of her saffron hair.
She smells faintly of sake and jasmine, of her favorite strawberry shampoos and lotions he always used to tease her on using too much of in their days of youth.
"Sorry about what?" He questions once he's sure they're alone as voices and footsteps fall away into the distance.
Tsunade shifts herself to look up at him, brown meeting obsidian.
"For not being able to love you as much as you love me." She croaks out.
Jiraiya crumples at her hair affectionately, turning her ponytails into a bigger disarray. "Silly, I've always known that! I've never taken offense to your rejections or let it get me too down. Do you remember all those times you broke my arms or legs for trailing after you to the hot springs/baths? Heh, there was that especially bad one time I was put in the hospital myself for two weeks for using my transformation jutsu to look like one of your servers."
Tsunade beams into his chest at the recollections, wetting his shirt further. "I thought about it you know; seriously."
At Jiraiya's silence she continues on, sighing. "When Naruto and Hinata's future selves said you had died in their original timeline I was devastated. I regretted never actually taking you up on at least one real date just to see if you and I could really work as a couple."
Her eyes soften at the memory, growing heavier.
She really does feel like sleeping.
"But then every time I began to work up the nerve to ask you out I thought of Dan; I knew he would be on my mind and I couldn't do that to you. Why did you wait for me anyways? You could've been with any one of those women you met on your journeys about each village." Tsunade questions.
Jiraiya merely shrugs making Tsunade briefly scowl.
"They weren't you. I've always wanted just you...those ladies were just distractions! For the betterment of my research and novels!" He explains away.
Tsunade snorts, even now Jiraiya still behaves the same; just a bigger version of the boy she met so long ago.
She leans up to him then, pleased to see a flash of surprise mar his features as she brushes their lips together. He kisses her back slowly after a moment, fingers tangling deeper into her hair.
Tsunade pulls back after a minute, flustered and just a bit giddy. "Thank you for always loving me Jiraiya, even when I didn't love myself." She breathes out softly.
And then she rests herself back against the warmth of his chest feeling herself begin to succumb to sleep. The sound of his pulse resonates through her before it fades slowly from her ears. Fast. Anxious.
"Are you ready to go Tsunade?" Dan asks by her ear as she shuts her eyes, reaching a hand out to her.
She nods, clasping their hands together.
This time she won't let him go.
-X-
Sasuke
"Don't leave this time, not without hearing me out first." Sasuke repeats himself.
And Itachi indeed stops, turning back to face him. Sasuke has been chasing after him now for miles throughout these forests to arid lands, all while avoiding Deidara who has a grudge against them both.
'Every time we meet Sasuke is a bit stronger.' He notes.
No longer is his brother really so little anymore.
But more so than that he is ever more determined to get him to listen, much like Naruto even if he would hate to hear such a comparison aloud.
"Sakura has a clinical drug she wants you to test; we want you to take it." He states.
It's not a question, but more like an order. A demand.
Sakura has spent too many sleepless nights for the creation of this drug, of this medicine that Itachi continues to refuse to try.
He'll put a stop to that now.
The afternoon is dreary, clouds swollen with rain yet to fall. It perfectly matches the mood of his home, gloomy. Gray.
"Thank you for watching over her Sasuke, we're glad she's not in this alone." Mebuki had told him when he had called to let them know where Sakura was, Kizashi equally relieved their daughter isn't still at the hospital.
But Sakura is suffering, refusing to let anyone in.
She's been out now nearly a full three days after bringing her home from the hospital, verdant eyes glassy and lost in a darkness he can't seem to pull her from whenever she is awake for brief periods. Calling the time of Tsunade's death has sunken her into a chasm, deep and unceasing.
"I've never lost someone close to me before." She had whispered at the end of the first night, sitting alone in his kitchen. Her face is split between moonlight and shadow, tears that are visible forming a gleaming path against her cheeks.
"Now I know how you, Naruto, and even Kakashi-sensei feel." Sakura continues grimly at his silence, pushing aside her now cold tea as she shifts for an open bottle resting at her feet.
Sasuke clicks the lights on, Sakura's tea cup now replaced with a single clear glass.
Sake?
She ignores the look he gives her as she downs a full glass in one gulp. This is...no was Lady Tsunade's favorite drink, the very same one she will use as well to numb this ache and briefly forget these memories that refuse to leave.
"We're not old enough to drink." Sasuke points out, sliding the bottle and cup from her reach when Sakura moves for another shot. She's already gone through over half of the bottle Sasuke notes.
Sakura only arches a brow, eyes burning and dark. "Oh? But we are old enough to kill. I think I'm allowed a few drinks or two."
Sasuke doesn't relent though, sighing as he moves to stand and drain the rest of the alcohol at the sink.
"I should've made him suffer longer." Sakura muses behind him making him turn to look back at her.
Sakura swirls at the leftover ice in the glass she reached back over for, letting them clink at the sides and glitter in roaming moonlight. "Kabuto I mean. I choked him until I could hear the cracking of the bones in his neck, watched as his neck lopped down like a doll's. But I should've snapped at his legs as well, let his own snakes bite into his flesh maybe."
And Sasuke isn't sure what to say to that. Sakura sounds too much like himself in another time and place where only thoughts of revenge and anger filled his mind. However, just as she and Naruto had pulled him from that cold path, he will do the same for her.
"Sakura, look at me." He begins as he takes a seat again across from her.
A long few minutes pass before she does as he asks, brushing away strands of hair from her eyes to look at him properly.
"I know it hurts right now; really I do. Tsunade however would not want you copying her destructive behavior mourning her like this. When you took up the mantle of going into the field of medicine it was to heal others, not take away lives. There will be more deaths considering how the Akatsuki is known to retaliate. Yes, I agree Kabuto deserved to die along with the rest of the Akatsuki and their associates soon enough though don't let that get in the way of caring for your patients, especially with all the good civilian and shinobi alike that you've saved. That you can continue to save." Sasuke explains.
The tears return back, though Sakura smiles through them.
It's rare for Sasuke to say so much, warmth pooling in her belly at his light clasp of her fingers and small grin.
Silence falls over them, Sakura shifting forward in her chair.
"Once you find Itachi, please try and persuade him to use the new clinical drug Lady Tsunade and I worked so hard on. I don't want all our efforts to be in waste, we started the project because of his case." She breathes out.
Sasuke nods his agreement, a quiet promise.
Sakura slides their hands apart then, moving for his cupboards.
Sasuke follows her line of sight, watching as she takes out a tea bag and pours a cup of water to boil. She catches his eye and laughs, the first time he's heard it in probably weeks...
"I have to get the taste of that alcohol out of my mouth!"
"Tsunade died before she could see in full force the results of her work. I promised Sakura I wouldn't let all their work be in vain. The patients they've tested this new intravenous medication on that have the same symptoms as you have all so far had high success rates and recoveries. You should be one of them as well." Sasuke explains.
Itachi takes in the information slowly, another Hokage has died in the line of duty...
He shuts his eyes momentarily to think, Sasuke has always wanted to surpass him in power and abilities for the longest time yet now all he desires is for him to just be healthy.
Alive.
Perhaps he's been selfish for too long, trying to go about things his way never worked as Naruto's older counterpart had warned him. He would never be able to remove the scars from his past, but he had a chance now to stop continuously scratching at them.
Konoha could slowly become his home again.
"Fine. I'll go back to Konoha with you."
Sasuke pauses, unsure if he heard him right.
And just as he asks him to repeat himself is there a sudden crackle beside them before a white hot heat bursts out making them leap out of the way to the trees before it can swallow them both.
A bomb.
They look up to see Deidara circling above on one of his clay birds, grin twisted in excitement.
"It's my lucky day! A touching family reunion where you can both die together in an explosion of my art!"
-X-
Kakashi
'These men aren't human; are they?' Kakashi wonders.
It's no wonder they're called the Immortal duo or Zombie pair, no amount of blood shed has stopped them.
They've intercepted them just before they can reach the border of the village to cause more death and destruction. Briefly he thinks of Obito whose body is still being investigated by a team of medic nin, this upcoming fight could maybe be easier if they went into the Kamui dimension, but he doesn't want to risk straining himself again so soon.
"Damn it, stop getting the hell out of my circle before I can shred your fucking body apart!" Hidan curses at their continued evasiveness. He hasn't spilled any blood for Jashin in days, felt the thrill of stabbing at a heart or grinding a body apart under his feet.
"What's the plan here Kakashi-sensei? Should we split up against them knowing their abilities? I don't want anyone to fall to these two." Shikamaru mutters beside him.
Kakashi nods to him his signal in return, to do as he planned.
Lead Hidan into the forests of the Nara clan and trap him there, destroy his body to pieces making sure he crumples into the earth never to see daylight again.
'This is for Asuma; remember that.'
It was all he had to say for him to be on board for the plan.
While he does that, the rest of Team 10 will deal with his partner.
Kakuzu would need to be taken down through force, breaking at his elemental masks that hold each of the hearts he's stolen from long fallen shinobi.
"How do you know so much about these two? Not that I'm complaining, but how did Naruto and Hinata gain so much information on them in such a short amount of time?" Asuma questions, allowing Shikamaru to take a set of his chakra blades before he goes.
Kakashi doesn't answer, moving them into position, Kakuzu's use of kinjutsu is too deadly to focus on anything else right now.
Lightning cutter makes quick work of one of his hearts while Asuma moves to strike at his water and fire masks once Choji distracts him with an enlarged fist head on and Ino creates a solid barricade of earth to block him in from attacking from long range.
'Before, Naruto and the rest of my Team would've come in for additional support, but in this case Asuma is alive to fight alongside me to finish him off.' Kakashi considers.
As well he can sense Yamato on standby, ready for his alert to move in with wood release. He nods discreetly back to Ino to fire off the flare; it's time.
Only the lightning mask is left.
"I don't know how you or these brats learned so quickly of my skills, but I'll put an end to you all before you can spread that knowledge around." Kakuzu hisses, unleashing a blast of lightning that burns the ground black.
And just as he takes step forward does the ground collapse beneath him, tree roots binding tightly around him and his final heart.
Tree burial.
Asuma stabs and cracks apart the lightning mask now that it is paralyzed in place, Kakashi stepping ahead to Kakuzu who thrashes wildly in place before resolving to his fate.
There are no more hearts left for him to use, he will soon be pierced once more by Kakashi's lightning cutter before being crushed and swallowed into the earth.
His eyes meet Kakashi's just as he starts to sink in, scoffing at his blank expression.
"Don't look so upset. You and a pair of kids have somehow bested me."
"True, but these so called 'kids' were not so innocent and weak as you had imagined. I just know this all could have gone very differently." He mutters before jabbing straight through into his chest. He shakes off his blood, droplets spraying onto his slumping form as he disappears into darkness.
He feels Asuma's stare before he even looks his way, knowing already what he wants to ask.
"What did you mean by that? I want a full answer once we are back in the village." Asuma mutters before moving to check on Choji and Ino's status. Neither are luckily severely injured, though they'll need to make a stop in at the hospital just to be sure.
Kakashi reluctantly nods at Asuma's stern look; he and Gai have put off telling him the truth for so long. It was only a matter of time before he cornered one of them.
'We prevented your death; how do you tell someone that?' He wonders.
But for now he glances back to the forests just as he sees Shikamaru's red flare streak the sky.
This mission was a success.
-X-
Naruto & Hinata
"They're definitely planning something. Before Obito died he must've built up this army of White Zetsu." Naruto determines as his clone reports back in.
With evening approaching, they'll use the cover of the night to try and move forward and potentially attack.
He's already witnessed himself at least 4 or 5 attempting to spy along the borders, attempting to pose as civilian to get in. None of them gave him any intel once they had been captured, waiting for him to just kill them off.
"Have you fully mastered sensing their negativity? If so, you can send out your clones in mass to neutralize them." Hinata questions softly, letting Naruto wrap her close to stay warm.
Naruto shakes his head, frowning as his head falls against her neck dropping a kiss to her collarbone. It isn't easy to slink in moments of training with Hinata and the others when he is the Akatsuki's prime target at the moment.
Still, he's learned enough from their future selves how to handle this.
He thinks of Tsunade then, of her burial next to her lover Dan and brother Nawaki. Jiraiya had been the last to leave the funeral having provided a bouquet of white lilies, the largest Ino had kept on reserve just for him. He had stayed by her gravesite until the sky had faded from the pink sunrise into a violet sunset. Sakura was right; Jiraiya only cries when he believes no one is watching...
Granny's advice for him too lingers in the back of his mind, the knowing that so many lives are in his hands.
Alongside the thought is deaths, ones that he may still be unable to prevent...
-x-
I hope you guys aren't too upset or mad at Tsunade's death (this was a pretty sad chapter), it was an idea I went back and forth on since starting this story and I decided to move forward with it. I don't think it's realistic to believe everyone will live through a war, no matter Naruto and Hinata's prior knowledge of events. The Akatsuki would just act accordingly in order to take out their strongest shinobi as fast as they could which they did in Tsunade's case. Anyways, let me know your thoughts!
To pass the time I've been binge watching a mix of things on YouTube (Animal Crossing and Pokémon challenges) and Netflix (Tiger King series), how have you all been coping at home? Cabin fever hasn't gotten to me yet lol!
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