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,,.~†*§&## # § , # § , # § lying # § , # § , #  § , ##&§*†~.,,
,,,.~†*§&# #   §   ,   in    my   room,   #   §   , #&§*†~.,,,
,,,,.~†*§& # arms flopped over the edge of the bed. &§*†~.,,,,
,,,,,.~†*§ # § , something  poking  my  left  hand, §*†~.,,,,,
,,,,,,.~†* #     §      ,      something     slimy, *†~.,,,,,,
,,,,,,,.~† #  §  ,  slithering around  the fingers, †~.,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,.~ #   §   ,   up   the   arm.    #   §   , ~.,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,. is  it   drug-fueled  apathy?  #   §   , .,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,, #   §   ,   i   don't   move  the   arm. ,,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,, #    §    ,    #    §    ,   #    §    , ,,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,, whatever it is that's tasting  me, # § , ,,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,, it   moves   further    up,    #   §   , ,,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,, reaches    the    armpit.    #    §    , ,,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,, i  turn  my  head  toward  it.  #  §   , ,,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,, #    §    ,    looks    like   seagrass. ,,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,. #   §   ,  it's   kinda  cute.  #  §   , .,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,.~ #    §   ,    #    §    ,    #    §    , ~.,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,.~† # §  ,  once it's up  my  neck and on my †~.,,,,,,,
,,,,,,.~†* face,    i    bite    it.    #    §    , *†~.,,,,,,
,,,,,.~†*§ #  §  ,  the  texture  is like that of a §*†~.,,,,,
,,,,.~†*§& juicy      #      §       ,       grape, &§*†~.,,,,
,,,.~†*§&# # §  ,  and the squish tastes like sweet #&§*†~.,,,
,,.~†*§&## #   §    ,   #   §    ,    cucumber.   , ##&§*†~.,,
,.~†*§&### #  § , it's very good. # § , and i # § , ###&§*†~.,
,,.~†*§&## suck    more   of   it   in.   #   §   , ##&§*†~.,,
,,,.~†*§&# #    §   ,    chew    it.    #    §    , #&§*†~.,,,
,,,,.~†*§& # § , the seagrass doesn't seem to mind. &§*†~.,,,,
,,,,,.~†*§ #    §   ,    #    §    ,    #    §    , §*†~.,,,,,
,,,,,,.~†* §   ~  apathy  gone,   i  sit  up.  §  ~ *†~.,,,,,,
,,,,,,,.~† § ~    the  tendrils are stuck under § ~ †~.,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,.~ § ~  my shirt, § ~ entering  by  the arm ~.,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,. and  exiting  through  the  collar. §  ~ .,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,, §  ~ this  makes  it hard for me to push ,,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,, more   of   it  in   my   mouth.   §   ~ ,,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,, §  ~ i make to remove the shirt, but the ,,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,, seagrass  finally protests when i try to ,,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,, move     my     left     arm.    §     ~ ,,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,, §   ~  so  -  eating  it  is  ok,  §   ~ ,,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,, §  ~  §  ~ moving it  is  not.  §  ~ § ~ ,,,,,,,,,,
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