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Chapter 4 by Speci@lty Speci@lty

What time of day did they meet? Weather? Season? Night or day?

Winter.

I could never forget how chilling it was outside when we bumped into each other. There was snow everywhere you could look. Roads had to close down, fresh powder was three feet deep on your lawn, and so many of us just stayed inside with no where to go. I remember being in the mood for a hot chocolate as I was sitting in...

Where was this taking place?

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