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Submitted to Contest #22
“I don’t really get why we can’t celebrate this year,” Eliza sighed, dropping defeatedly onto the couch and turning her eyes to the blank television in front of them. “We can’t even watch the Ball Drop?”“No chance,” huffed Oliver, his arms folded tightly over his chest. He was sitting quite stiffly on the other side of the couch, his legs outstretched to the coffee table and his gaze drifting absently to the frosted window of his apartment. On the bustling street eight floors beneath them, hundreds of eager, desperate, and perfume-drenched p...
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