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I saw he was trying to fight the anger more than ever when we woke up. Some place deep inside I knew the anger wasn’t aimed directly at me, I was just the only one there to take it out on. It didn’t make it easier, but it made it more bearable somehow.

Jake was the one fetching milk today and I checked the news on the laptop in the meantime. Before I was finished, he returned.

“You got anything?” He hinted towards the laptop.

“Nope, nothing so far.”

He sat down across the table from me, poured a bowl of cereal, and started to read in his folklore book while he ate.

“Haven’t you read it like five hundred times now?” I asked in a light tone.

“Yeah probably, but I might have missed something.” He smiled at me, it looked slightly strained.

I finished reading the news and found the locked folder again. It was really starting to bother me. What was in it? Maybe it was just porn, I couldn’t help but laugh inwardly of that joke.

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