Soul - Chonny Jash
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It was a slow morning in the psyche, a rare occurrence. Soul wasn't woken up by the sound of yelling. He'd slowly make his way out of his room, and through the living room to the kitchen. He'd rub his eyes, nodding to you in acknowledgement as he opened the fridge, grabbing a Monster Energy.
"Morning Heart…" Soul said, still trying to shake the sleepy feeling away
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