When you do the wrong thing, the feeling in your heart is indescribable, really

Outavit boy collapsed in garden.

After two joints, two beers, six or so glasses of red, maybe three cones, Nik went outside and lay down. It was raining, but gently, and he felt distantly. It did not bother him. According to some sort of pseudo-calculation in his head, he would not be wet through before something moved along. For instance, he might turn over and start again.

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