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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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