Title: Opcional

Text: Once whatever crap Enzo gave you is out of your system and magic works on you again I'm going to give you my blood and heal you. Okay? But in the meantime, there's something I want you to know. You are a terrible friend, you know that? Do you have any idea what I'd have to go through if you'd died today? Years of guilt. Crippling, self-loathing guilt. Not to mention the resentment I'd feel if I was forced to break in a new drinking buddy. Cada párrafo será una prueba.

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