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Jesse "What's in this box? Why is it so heavy?" I panted as I placed it on the floor. We're currently in Dylan's new apartment, helping him to organize his things. He moved in here a day ago. The apartment wasn't that big but it was spacious enough for him. It had two rooms, a kitchen, and a living room. Dylan wanted an apartment with only one bedroom because he was afraid about the rent being high but the apartment was owned by one of Tristan's friends so they told him not to worry about it. "It's my books," Dylan said as he carried another box to his room. "What's in that? " I asked him, pointing to the box in his hands. "They're some photo frames of my family," He said opening the little box. Dylan took out of a family photo of him and his parents on the beach. "I miss them al
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