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How I learned about No Nut November part 2

Bruno greeted me as happy as always. He was still jumping all about, when I opened the door, which is impressive taking his age into account. Bruno was nearly as old as I was and one of the happiest souls to ever exist. May he rest in peace. My grandpa got him as a puppy surprise for my grandma. I was about three or four around that time. Now, as harsh as it sounds, Bruno had reached an age, in which I wouldn't have been surprised if one day I came home to him not barking any more.
But that day was not this day.
As soon as Bruno let me, I put my keys and bag down and lazed on the couch. I thought back to Joe. Thought back about going back, asking for him for his number. A sudden call I got interrupted my thoughts. My Mom wanted to know what I was up to. I don't exactly remember what we talked about, but we arranged to meet my grandma on the following weekend.
It was 1 o'clock already when we hung up, so I thought about taking Bruno for a walk and maybe seeing if Joe was still at work. But then again, I had just left that that café a few hours ago. It would've been weird to stalk him like that, so I just took Bruno on a quick stroll around the block. It was odd. I felt like in 8th grade, when I had a crush. Only this time, there were none of my friends around to support me. I couldn't even reach Sasha, my best friend from my hometown. She was probably still in one of her lectures.
When I got home again, I immediately laid down. Not even on the bed or even the couch — no, I was laying simply on the carpet. The fabric was itchy, but somehow I was still feeling too comfortable to get up, so I closed my eyes for a bit.
What woke me up a few hours late, was a feeling of hunger. When I got up again, my back hurt. I slowly trotted into the kitchen. Surprise, surprise — the fridge was pretty much empty. I took what was left of the Greek yogurt and tossed the empty cup in the dustbin. But I was still feeling a bit hungry. As there was nothing else I could snack on now, I just left the kitchen and went up into my bedroom, where I got ready for the night before laying down.
I fell asleep shortly after.

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