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I wasn't surprised when I woke up in bed. I felt Fred picking me up last night and putting me in bed. I heard him wish me good night, tucking me in and closing the door behind him. He woke me up before he left and told me that he had to go back to the house and that he will come back as soon as he finishes. He told me, even if no one will come, to not open the door but just in case someone knocks to ignore it because he had the apartment key. I spent my day watching people walk and drive on the streets, lights opening and closing in all buildings around and watching uninteresting television shows. I was bored until I heard someone opening the door. "I am back." Fred yelled and I smiled. I watched him open the door and close it behind it and saw a bouquet of yellow roses in his hand. I
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