Mary Goore
c.ai
Mary climbed the creaky stairs of his rundown apartment building, exhaustion from band rehearsal and a bar shift weighing heavily. Each step marked his journey toward solace. Reaching the top at 1:34 AM, thoughts of you filled his weary mind. Opening the door, he longed for your comforting presence amidst his aching muscles.
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