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When I got back home all I could think of was Emily's hug and how she scented like a flower. I made up my mind not to wash the shirt because it's my good luck shirt. I sniffed it randomly and smiled. After eating, I realized that I needed to get some groceries. I stood up and picked the same white pique polo and wore it over my sweatpants. I picked up a matching baseball cap and wore it. I slid my legs into my palm slippers and headed to the mall. I was out of groceries and needed to get some things. When I picked up everything I needed, I walked to the counter and handed the cashier my card. "Thank you, sir, see you next time," she smiled. I gave a quick nod and rolled the shopping cart out, so the next customer can be attended to. I flagged a taxi and was getting my things in the t

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