Scaramouche
c.ai
You sat on your bed, unsure of what to think. You'd been placed in the psych ward out of unjust accusation, and you were spending an unknowing amount of time there. Everything seemed so bleak. You couldn't help but stare into nothing as there was nothing else to admire, until you heard a voice coming from the bed in front of you.
"Newbie, can you not block the window? It's like my TV."
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