Cartman slowly awakened with eyes half open.
He had the hugest headache.. but he was pretty used to them by now.
He looked down and saw Kyle sleeping in his arms, he couldnt help but smile.
He missed this.. Cartman twirled Kyle's red hair around his finger, remebering his smell, his touch.
The saying was true, Never know how much you love someone until their gone.
Cartman sighed, addmirring Kyle's delicate feutres as he laid in his arms asleep.
Cartman knew he was genuenly drunk last night.. as normal as everyother night, usually he would forget what
happened the next day, finding a little puke on the floor, wakeing up on the floor, several other things.
But, He remembered last night.
He remembered Kyle comming into his room and just stareing at him.. looking into the person he really is now.
And Kyle walking and sitting beside him, giving him the best passinate kiss imaginable.
He remembered looking into Kyle's eyes after that, holding onto those long lingering eyes he cant fucking let go of,
and Kyle silently giving a small smile and laid on his chest and eventually fell asleep.
Cartman tried breathing slow breaths, he didnt want anything to wake Kyle up.
Cartman looked around his room, 'Where the fuck did Rick and mom go?' he wondered.
He shrugged and gently rested his head ontop of Kyles, He didnt care, all that mattered right now was him being with Kyle
again. He wouldnt addmitt it, but it nearly killed him inside.
Suddenly Cartman felt a small movement and opened his left eye seeing Kyle moving his shoulder's a little bit in his sleep.
Cartman opened his other eye and watched as Kyle moved some more and slowly opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was Cartman
looking down at him, It was a little creepy to him, but he missed seeing his face first thing in the morning, he didnt mind.
"Hey" Kyle said softly, as he moved himself onto his back as he looked up at Cartman from his lap.
"Uh.." Cartman jumped the moment he saw Kyle catching him stareing and looked around uncomfortably, "Hey"
Kyle toke Cartman's hand, "How are you?" he asked smiling.
Cartman jumped at the startleing of his touch but then relaxed and nodded, "Tired as fuck" he replied.
Kyle laughed at the responce and turned over onto his side.
Cartman narrowed his eyes, "why did you come here last night?" Cartman asked in a flat tone.
Kyle looked at him with a touch of hurt in his eyes, "Um.. I uh.."
"Kahl we broke up"
Kyle suddenly frowned and sat up facing him, "Dont give me that bullshit, really?!
I miss you, and I can tell you miss me, this is fucking retarded!"
Cartman looked down, "Kahl, I dont want to do this, I just-"
"Then DONT!" Kyle screamed at the top of his lungs.
Cartman's head shot up and Kyle breathed in heavily trying to gain control of his anger.
"Cartman.." Kyle said softly walking closer to him, "Neither of us want to break up"
Kyle toke Cartman's hands, "So we dont fucking have too. why are you makeing this so fucking hard?"
Cartman looked sideways thinking of the best way to answer that question.
"Beacuse I.. I dont want to hurt you"
"Then dont"
"I dont know if-"
"YES! you can! just.. stop your drinking and-"
Cartman's eyes became dark with fury as fiercfully turned towards him, "ITS NOT THAT FUCKING EASY!" he yelled in his face,
To the point Kyle's eyes were buldged out in supprise. It was silent for the next few seconds.
Kyle let himself fall back against Cartman's wall, stareing down at the carpet.
"So what.." he said quietly,
"Your giving us up for drinking?" His voice cracked at the end, while his eyes were turning wattery but he refused to look up at Cartman.
Cartman's jaw went open for something to say but nothing came out. He stared at the floor while he felt his heart drop.
"Kahl.." Cartman began then toke a few steps closer trying to reach for his shoulder,
"Kahl I -"
Kyle pushed away his hand. "JUST DONT!"
Cartman stared at Kyle who hung his head down, holding his arm and trying to hide the tears that were streaming down his face.
Kyle toke a few seconds then sniffled and wiped his tears with his sleeve before looking back up to Cartman.
Kyle hated when he saw him cry.. but right now he didnt care.
Kyle looked up to him with this hopless almost despreate look in his eye, He reached down and picked up a full bottle of Varcardi Cartman
had on his floor.
"Your giving us up.. For this?" Kyle repeated holding the glass in his hand.
Cartman never saw that look on Kyle before that loss of hope.. god he wanted to fucking kill himself for makeing him cry.
Cartman stared down, he knew there was no good way to answer that question.. he wasent really giving him up for alcohol,
If it could be his way he'd be with Kyle and never fucking touch a drink again, But It's impossible.
Kyle didnt understand..

Cartman looked sideways as Kyle still stared at him with sad pleading eyes, Cartman found it best to avoid them.
All the sudden Kyle's teary eyes blinked and he frowned becomming suddenly angry and threw the bottle against his wall and it collasped
onto the ground.. the smell of alcohol sunk into the carpet and glass remained broken and Kyle started for the door.
Cartman heard Kyle walking away behind him and tightened his fist, he usually didnt give up his pride this easily but he had no choice,
he swung around "Kyle! I lov-"
"I know" Kyle interupted.
Cartman raised his eyebrows confused and Kyle turned around.
"I used to too. But, I love the old Cartman"
Cartman toke in a deep breath, not likeing how this was hearing, his chest still burned from the last comment.
Kyle looked down to the ground then back up at him,
"I wish he'd come back"

Cartman store at him as he watched Kyle open Cartman's door and slam it behind him.
Cartman looked down, 'The old Cartman?' he thought..

Stan wrote down his next answers on his homework assignment,
"Well thats good" he held the phone to his ear and continued writting.
"I know! And she's even takeing cooking class now, and ate out with us! She never did that before"
Bebe said on the phone.
"Bebe.." Stan put down his pencil, "hm?"
"Thanks for looking out for her for me"
He heard Bebe laugh, "Yeah Stan, no problem. You know what?"
"What?"
"In a way.. I think this made us become closer.. I mean I know its about Wendy and everything but the way she would always talk
about you.. it used to get kind of annoying.." Bebe paused.
Stan raised his eyebrows not knowing what else to expect, thats a lot comming from Bebe Stevens.
"- And Now I know why" she finished.
Stan let out a nervous laugh, "hah, Um.." he put his hand behind his neck.
"Yeah.." he sort of agreed. "Yeah, thanks" he said in an akward tone
which Bebe was to oblivious to catch. "Mhm" she answered.
'Beep'
Bebe looked to her phone,
"Crap" Bebe put the phone back to her ear, "My Aunt's calling. Talk to you later."
"Yeah.. later" Stan said slowly and hung up the phone he sighed out, relieved something got him off the phone with Bebe.
Stan picked his pencil back up and started writting his new answers,
'RIING, RIIIING!'
Stan rolled his eyes and picked up the phone, "Hello?"
"Oh, Hello Stanly, It's Kyle's mother, could you send him over here early, he forgot to do his chores before heading to a sleepover"
Stan raised his eyebrow, "Sleepover?"
"Yeah.. Kyle told me you were sleeping over there yesterday night, where is he? Can I talk to him?"
Stan froze his his chair with his eyes widdened "uhh.."
"Oh dont worry hun, it'll just be for a second"
"uh.. Um. Ok.. uh, Hold on" Stan put the phone on his desk, then a few secounds later picked it back up.
"Oh sorry, He's in the bathroom right now Mrs. Broflovski"
"Oh thats fine. Tell my bubby I want him home early today, His father's working late again and I have to
go to a dinner party tonight, tell him he needs to watch Ike."
"Um.. Ok"
"Ok, Well thank you very much."
"Yep, No problem."

The second He heard Shelia hang up the phone he frowned and dialed in Kyle's cell number.
"BRRRIIING"
Stan tapped his fingers on his desk.
"BRRRIIIIING"
Stan continued tapping looking up annoyed.
"BRRRIIINNG"
Stan sighed "Come on Kyle pick up" he plead.
"Click, Hi, this is Kyle I'm not-" Stan hung up.

He dialed Kyle's number again still no answer.
"Damn it" he sneered hanging up the phone.
Stan rolled his eyes and wondered.. Where would Kyle be?

One thought popped in his mind.
Cartman's.

'Sense their break up he's been obbsessing over him..
He must be at that fat fuck's house.'
Stan picked up his phone and went through his phone book.
Aunt marcy
Annie
Ally Bizer (Co worker)
Albert cunning (Randy's boss)
Ben walder
Butters stotch
Bonnie
Becky (mom's friend)
Casey Milerd
Carlin Mathews,
Debbie vulmer..

Stan pressed back to the C's.
'Only two C's?'
Casey milerd and Carlin mathews.
Stan didnt know them.. most of the people in the phone book his parents knew.
'Cartman's name should be in here..'
Stan dialed up and down, up and down, then it hit him.
He deleted Cartman's number a long time ago. He hated it.
Stan frowned, "Damn it" he muttered and jumped out of his seat walking to the door.
"Mom! I'm going to Kennys!" he yelled going out the door.

Kenny rolled his eyes at his little brother
"No Kevin thats not how you do it" he glared down at him.
"Yeah it will! Watch" Kevin toke out his remote control and aimed it to the cat a few feet away with a firework
stick up his ass. Kenny snached the remote from kevin's hand before he pressed the botton, and walked towards the cat.
"Kenny?! Kenny, No give that back!" Kevin ran after him and tried to jump and get the remote from his brother who held it up
high walking to the cat. "Kenny! Give iiiiiit!" Kevin wined.
Kenny sighed annoyed and kneeled down to the cat, "No I mean it wont work beacuse you dont have it in all the way.
If you press explode with it half way in you'll fucking set something on fire dumbass" Kenny explained and grabbed hold of the stick
pushing it further into the cat's ass.
"REEEAWR!" The cat screeched trying to get out of Kenny's hold.
"Oooooh" Kevin nodded his head.

"Kenny! Kenny" Kenny turned his head to see who's voice was calling him then saw Stan running down the street
to his house. He raised his eyebrow and walked towards him.
Stan got to him and Kenny smiled as he put his hands into his pockets of his orage sweatshirt, "Hey"
"Hey Kenny, Um have you seen Kyle anywhere?"
Kenny raised his eyebrow, "No.. Why?"
Stan rolled his eyes nodding his head and looked to him, "His mom called, Kyle told her last night he was sleeping over at my house."
"So... where is he?"
Stan frowned "I dont know, If I knew why would I be asking you?"
Kenny shrugged, looking around then back to him.
"Maybe.. Maybe he's at Cartmans.."
Stan looked to him, "yeah That's what I was thinking." "Did you call him?"
"No, I dont have his number."
Kenny crinkled his nose, "Why?"
Stan shrugged and put his hands in his pockets "Dude we hate eachother"
Kenny stared a few more seconds then nodded.
"You have his number right?"
"Yeah, come here" Kenny turned around and started walking for his house, Stan followed then a few yards beside him a sudden 'BANG'
Went off and exploded in flames, Stan jumped and turned fiercly and eyes went wide with mouth hung open, looking at the fire that filled with smoke.
"JESUS CHRIST!" He yelled.
Kenny glanced at the scene where the cat was burnt and Kevin was dropped to the ground a few feet away. He was unamuzed.
"Oh My god, They killed Kevin" he said in a bored tone.
Stan looked to him with his mouth still hung open, he stared at him shocked.
Kenny shrugged, "Dont worry, He'll come back" Kenny continued walking to his house.
Stan was frozen a few more seconds looking from Kenny walking away to his burning brother.
Then shoke his head and followed Kenny, Guess it's a MCcormick thing.

They got inside and into Kenny's room, "Let me use your cell" Kenny said digging through a few things under his bed.
Stan drug inside his pocket takeing it out and handing it to him.
Kenny toke the cellphone and held up a sheet of paper infront of him dialing the number.
"You have Cartman's number written down?"
Kenny shrugged "I have all your guys's number written down."
Stan sat down on the edge of Kenny's ratty bed,
"But dont get your hopes up, he barley ever answers his phone" Kenny said not looking back to him,
and putting the phone to his ear as it rung.

"RIIIIING"
"RIIIIING"
"RIIIIING"
Kenny sighed about to hang up then he heard a click.
"Hello?" a deep scratchy voice answered.
"Cartman?"
"Yeah.."
Kenny raised his eyebrow, "Is this really Cartman?"
"Psht, who the fuck else would it be?! Its my fucking phone you poor pieca-" Cartman began to cough a few times before he finished his sentance.
'Yep. It's Cartman.' Kenny waited patiently as He heard Cartman put the phone down and continue coughing for a few more seconds then pick the phone
back up, "What the hell do you want?"
"Uh.. Have you seen Kyle around"
A pause went on the line a few seconds, "Yeah" he finnaly said.
"Yeah?!" Kenny's eyes went wide, Stan's did as well as he got up from the bed and walked to Kenny,
"What'd he say?" he whispered, Kenny put a finger up to him, trying to listen to what Cartman was saying.
"Yeah he stopped by here, But um.. if its that Marsh hippy wants to know, tell him he's not here anymore."
"He's not?"
"no he left."
"Well.." Kenny wanted more info, "What did he want?"
Another pause went on then he heard Cartman sigh.
"He wanted to.. I dont know, just.. get back together and shit"
"And what did you say?!" Kenny asked, holding off Stan who kept constantly asking in whispers what Cartman was saying.
"I.. I said we couldnt, you know."
Kenny frowned, "The fuck you do that for?!"
"Dude, I cant fucking be with him, What if I hit him again!?"
Kenny put his hand to his face as Stan was nagging onto his shoulder trying to listen in.
"Just.. Cartman, you can beat this"
"No I cant"
"Yes you can! Dude which is more fucking important, drinking or Kyle?!" Kenny asked frowning and pacing around the room
trying to dodge Stan as he followed him trying to hear through the phone.
A pause went on..
"Kahl" he answered.
Kenny stopped walking, "Then do it. Dude you cant let this thing ruin your fucking life, come on, I'll help you,
Kyle will help you and.. Dont you want to fucking be with him?!"
Another pause, "Yeah"
"Then what the hell?! Go appologize! Kiss his ass! Trust me dude, If you hate this addiction now, you'll hate it
when it runs your life, Do it now while you can."
Stan got his hear close on the other side of the phone despreate to hear Cartman's responce to that.
Then all the sudden the beeping sound went off in Kenny's ear, "Hello?"
Kenny frowned, "Hello?"
Kenny hung up. "He hung up"

Kyle muttered under his breath.
He spent the last four hours walking around town angerly and stoped at the lake crying.
It's unbelieveable how much your heart can hurt depending on someone.
Kyle put his head in his arms infront of the lake feeling the breeze going through his hair.
'I tried so hard.. he doesnt want to be with me.
He picks fucking alcohol more then me!
I deserve better then this. well whatever, I hate him, im glad he doesnt want to get back together.
I dont need him.'
Two seconds later Kyle slowly ducked his head back into his arms, lying to himself made him cry harder
knowing none of that was true.
Kyle looked up sighing at the view and looked at his watch. '6:43 PM'
"Fuck" he muttered.
He got up to his feet and slowly started for the road. Might as well head home.
His parents probably already knew he didnt sleep over at Stan's house and will bitch at him anyway, might as well get it over with.
Kyle kicked each stick that went past him. He knew he didnt hate Cartman.. He NEEDED him.
Couldnt he see that?! Kyle sniffled and wiped his nose to his sleeve as his face got colder from the spot of the winter breeze.
'I guess im not worth it' he mused.
Kyle yanked his front door open and stepped inside slamming it behind him,
"Kyle? Bubby is that you?!" he heard his mom upstairs, "ugh" he rolled his eyes takeing off his jacket.
"Yeah!" he called back.
A blink of an Eye sheila ran to the steps where Kyle could see her,
"Oh Thank god Bubby I was starting to worry." She walked down from the steps.
"I called your friend Stan this morning and you were buzy.. when I called later I got no answer!"
Kyle cocked his head, 'Stan covered for me?'
"Ok Bubby, Me and your father have to leave for a dinner party tonight" she said getting her fur coat on.
"Be sure to watch Ike and tuck him in at nine thirty"
Kyle stared up at his mom in supprise, this was not was he was expecting when he came home.
He acctually went over excuses in his head why he wasent at Stan's the whole way back to his house.
"Uh, Yeah. Sure mom"
Shelia smiled and pecked her son on the head "Thanks hun" she said and walked for the door.
Gerold came down a few seconds later rushing downstairs in a brown suit, "Did your mother leave yet?"
"Yeah she's outside."
"Oh, Ok." Gerold rushed to the door, "Oh and Kyle, Keep Ike out of the cheerios, he's eaten two whole boxes of those today"
"Ok"
Gerold nodded and slammed the door.
Not long after Kyle heard the car backing up from their driveway and driving off.
Kyle sighed once the rooming of the engine dissapired.
He looked around his house, Alone again.
Kyle started for upstairs to check on his brother, he opened his door and saw Ike watching the exersist"
Kyle frowned and walked inside standing infront of the telivision, "Ike, Mom told you not to watch this"
Ike raised his eyebrow, "Yeah, but mom's not here" he spat back.
"So? I'm not letting you watch it, It'll give you nightmare's" Kyle said pressing open on the DVD player.
Ike stod up "Put that back!"
"No!"
"Ok fine.." Ike crossed his arms, "If you dont let me watch it, I'll tell mom and dad about those two gay
porno's you have under your bed in the brown box of two guys butt fucking eachother."
Kyle's eyes went wide and he froze.
"You.... You saw that?" He studdered.
Ike gave a smartass smile, still crossing his arms confidently, he already knew he won.
Kyle looked up frowning and sighed, "Fine!" he shoved the dvd into his little brother's chest.
Ike grinned and held the movie with pride.
As Kyle walked for the door he turned around, "And NOONE finds out about those videos, you hear me?"
"Loud and clear big bro" Ike mocked and put his hand to his head and saluted him.
"ugh" Kyle rolled his eyes and slamed the door behind him.
'Fucking nosy smartass little brothers.'

Kyle slugged himself down the steps and onto his couch.
He put his head in his hand.. all the sudden the thoughts of Cartman came rushing back to him.
"Fuck" Kyle muttered switching on TV trying to distract himself, he hated when that happens.
Lifetime, A man and a women kissed passionatly. Kyle groaned and switched,
Comedy central, "Want to see what your crush thinks of you? Dial 5-5-5.." the commercial went on with a young girl and guy
and the guy slowly put his handf up her leg. Kyle frowned and switched.
Jerry springer show. "Hahaha" laughter of the audence went on.
"So.. Your telling me, your gay lover steven had sex behind your back with another male member" Jerry went on.
"Yes!" a guy in about his tweentys in glasses and wet cut back hair answered.
Kyle clutched onto his remote and pressed off.
Nothing on the fucking Tv without being reminded.
He decided he should just go to sleep.. get this night fucking over with.
Kyle let himself fall ontop of his bed face down and he groaned.
Why did it still feel like he wanted to start crying. Kyle turned on his bed, then a thought came to his mind, he picked up the phone
and dialed Stan's number.
"RIIIING"
"RIII- DUDE! I've been trying to get a hold of you!" he answered.
Kyle held the phone closer to his ear laying down again, "Sorry, I didnt have my phone."
"It's ok.."
Kyle sighed, "Thanks for covering for me"
He could tell Stan was smiling at that, "No prob.. Hey why'd you sleep over at Cartman's?"
Kyle sat up from the bed, "Wha.. Where'd you hear that?!"
"Kenny called him earlier.. we figgured thats where you were."
Kyle laid back down, "So, What did he say?" he asked trying to sound casual and not despreate to know.
"I dont know.. He said you wanted to keep dateing him and he said no and you stormed off.
Kenny was going at him about that"
"Oh" Kyle answered simply,
"Yeah its like-"

"DING DONG," Kyle heard the doorbell, Kyle put the phone to his shoulder, "Ike, Get it!" he yelled
and put the phone back to his ear continueing to talk to stan.
"DING DONG, DING DONG, DING DONG"
Kyle frowned, "Ike! Get the fucking door!"
"Ding dong!"
"Ike!" Kyle yelled at the top of his lungs,
"You get the fucking door!" He heard his brother yell from the other room.
"DINGDONGDINGDONGDINGDONGDINGDONG-"
"Ughhh" Kyle frowned angerly, and put the phone back to his ear, "Let me call you back, Ike wont answer the door and
the person's going phycho."
"Ok" Stan answered.
Kyle hung up and shot up from his bed frowning, going for his door.
He wondered why the constant ringing stopped then as he put his hand on the knob his door swung open and he felt hands
on his arms and lips to his backing him up, at first Kyle was shocked trying to back up, then realized it was.. Cartman

Cartman held him closer with his eyes closed desperatly lurring him to his chest, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry" He said as he kissed him.
Kyle's heart fluddered as he held back.
"I wont drink anymore I promise" he said forcing Kyle closer and walking forword heading towards the bed.
"C.. Cartman?" Kyle said between kisses, hopeing this wasent just a dream, he would fucking kill if this was a dream.
Cartman finnaly sepperated his lips, "I'm missed you so much" he breathed out heavily, unbuttoning Kyle's shirt quickly,
and pressing his heavy weight Against Kyles slamming Cartman ontop of him.
Cartman kissed hard roughfly moving his tounge around every inch of Kyle's mouth, he missed this so fucking much.
Kyle figgured if this was a dream he never wanted to wake up, he put his hands around Cartman's back, as Cartman toke of of his hands
on the back of Kyle's neck pulling his face closer into his as they kissed.
They both breathed fast but didnt sepperate, Cartman's other hand went down Kyle's chest and over his pant's he rubbed where Kyle's cock was
beeneth the clotheing and Kyle jumped in plesure, forgetting what this had felt like, Cartman kept roughly kissing him and unbottoned his pants button and unzipped
Kyle's zipper. Kyle could feel his climaz comming in as He felt Cartman's hand waunder through the inside of his pants to his boxers and playfully tease his cock rubbing it
up and down, up and down, faster and faster and faster as they kept kissing harder and faster at the same pace.
Kyle could Feel Cartman's cock slidding up getting hard against his ass as he kissed and rubbed him.
Kyle closed his eyes as Cartman put two fingers inside his boxers, then his whole hand and grabbed hold of his cock and squeezed it firmly,
Kyle arched his back letting out a wimpering sound at the pain.. it kind of hurt how hard Cartman was clutching onto it,
Then Cartman released his firm grip and massaged it with all his fingers
Kyle couldnt keep it in any longer "Ahhh.." Kyle moaned,
"It's ok" Cartman said with a gasping breath, eyes still shut, Cartman was sweating already which made Kyle even more turned on.
Cartman finnaly relased his mouth from Kyle's and tounge kissed Kyle's check, down, down, and to his neck sucking it hard
"Oh my.. Cart.. Ahh" Kyle contined as exreame pleasure spread through his whole body.
Cartman's massaging became faster and harder and kissed his neck, almost bitting it,
He heard Kyle moaning as Cartman jerked Kyle up and down and his cock became harder.
Cartman lifted his head up from Kyle's neck.
He looked at Kyle whos eyes were clenched shut, needing and pleeding to have an orgasm.
Cartman's fingers dug into his cock as he massaged, "You like that dont you?" Cartman's warm breath whispered in his ear.
"Uh.. Ah.." Kyle couldnt speak as he moved with Cartman's pace.
"Yes, you dirty jew" Cartman smiled deviously, "Show me how much you missed me" he whispered in an authorative voice.
Kyle couldnt fucking take it, he was at the edge, he was going to cum, he could feel it,
"Cart.. Cartma-" Kyle tried to warn him,
"Go on Kahl, Cum for me. Like you've never fucking cumed before" Cartman's massaging became harder and faster
and Kyle breathed out and moaned as his cock expoloded with white cum that covered Cartman's hand.
Cartman laughed and slowly came to a stop on massaging, "I knew you had it in you" he smiled and finnaly stopped.
Kyle finnaly opened his eyes seeing Cartman laying ontop of him with a satisfied grin on his face that he made him cum so fast.
"Cartman.." Kyle began.
"Shhh..." Cartman got his hand out of Kyle's pants and put a finger to his lips.
The white cum on that finger smeared to Kyle's face as he held it there.
"I'm not drinking anymore" Cartman said as he used his clean hand to go through Kyle's red hair.
"You mean it?"
Cartman made a small answer and leaned down kissing him for his answer.
"On Hitler's life" he kissed him again.
"Hitler's dead" Kyle said before Cartman came down kissing him again.
"On Stan's life" He answered kissing him again.
"Cartman.." Cartman interupted kissing him again,
"Ok My life, I swear on my fucking life" he said leaning down to kiss him again.

Kyle smiled, "I've missed you" Cartman said, "So much" he added. kissing him.
Kyle could feel all the butterflys in his stomach and all the saddness vanished.
He knew this Cartman.. The old Cartman.
Kyle lurred Cartman closer (if it was at all possible) and frenched him back enjoying
the familar taste he had longed for so long.
'Maybe things finnaly can go back to the way they used to be..'

Author's Note
Awsome! I didnt think id finish it today.. cool.
Hope you liked it!
Alot more supprises..
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and I am so greatful for every one of them :)
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