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(So about us meeting up..?) I sat outside the door to my Father's house. The old oak door was falling apart and the paint was peeling. It seemed that a piece of the broken wood was blocking the way in. I could easily kick it in, but that would mean they would need a new door. Ugggh... I sighed...

(Megstiel rp)

(Cheesy line, I know, but I couldn't think of another title...(' :) ).)