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[color=82ca9d]♦ [url=https://www.polyvore.com/cat/set?id=229129713]Wearing[/url] ♦ [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qZ_0OBt0Ork]Listening[/url] ♦[/color][/center]

Yeah, there was no way Devon could take a nap on the gross-ass couch. Especially not in a public place. She just ended up browsing Twitter on her phone, amused by a war igniting between the fans of Felix Ebert and Adam Sandhill. She would never get in the middle of any fan rivalries, but they were always funny to watch. She was a little disappointed when the whole thread was deleted.

To entertain herself some more, she snapped a picture of her legs splayed over the far arm of the couch [i](she figured it made an interesting image)[/i] and tweeted it to her very small number of followers.

[i]@sewer.wave
I wish Ronald McDonald would French kiss my melon.[/i]

The only things she ever tweeted were random lines of surrealist nonsense. It’s not like she had anything important to say. She got excited for a second when she saw a notification for a PM, but rolled her eyes when she actually saw it.

[i]@xXSEXY-BABESXx
Meet HOT SINGLES in your area!![/i]

She heard footsteps coming down the hall and a knock at a door, then Felix’s voice.

She called to him from the lobby [i](perks of having a first-floor apartment)[/i].

[color=82ca9d]“I’m over here! Hello.”[/color]

[center][color=82ca9d][i]❝Rejoice, the sky's fucking falling❞[/i][/color]

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