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It's not that far of a walk.
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You're honestly not quite sure how people get lost around here.
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It's a little dark, sure... but your dad once told you you're getting really good at doing these morning jobs, so...
You take that to heart.
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The shop's old porch draws closer. You're reminded that you don't really like coming here much.
It is, in fact, your friend's house.
One of your closest, actually.
But whenever you come by, he seems to never be home.