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About a few years ago, when you were 12, you asked your mother to build you a laser tag arena. At the time, all your friends could come over to your house without blocking anything in their schedules. There, you would play laser tag with them for hours at a time. You and Syb on a team against the two cats. Shooting each other until Mr. Business called you down for supper. You'd share an incredible dinner of cottaged goose, and gruerur, and other sorts of posh people food. Then, you'd hang out by the television and watch some shitty animated movie, then fall asleep on some inflatable bed. Then, in the morning, do the whole thing over again.
You have fond memories of this laser tag arena, pretending to be spies, or criminals, or nazis. One time, you played WWII, and Syb actually pulled up in a hitler outfit. Of course, you wanted to join in, so you pulled up out a himmler outfit and roleplayed as that. Looking back, it was kind of cringy that you, of all people, were roleplaying, but it doesn't matter, you had fun. That was then, now it's now, your friends and you will play one last game, and then, when it is over, if it can truly be over, it will be one heck of a journey.
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