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        Mark had been in his recording room for most of the day, and I'd been sitting on the couch for a while. I got a bit hungry, and went to the fridge to make myself some lunch, and found it practically empty! I searched the pantry and found it almost empty, too. I sighed and walked to Mark's recording room, gently knocking on the door.
        "Come in!" Mark called through the door. I opened it slowly, seeing Mark still recording.
        "Oh, I'm sorry, am I interrupting?" I asked, rubbing my arm awkwardly.
        "No, of course not. Actually, I was about to come ask if you wanted to join the live stream." He responded, gesturing toward the computer. I told him that I would join him when I hot back from the store if it was still going, to which he nodded in response and got back to his stream.
        I left the room, closing the door behind me, trying to make as little noise as possible. It was slightly chilly, so I made sure to put on a scarf. I walked outside, losing my balance and nearly falling down the stares. I began to remember the day I met Mark again, his blue hair sticking out from behind one of my boxes, how I freaked out when I first met him, how quickly we became friends... and then how I slowly began remembering things. I remember Mark's face as he explained everything, and I know how he must have felt when he saw me there, laying on the ground, barely alive. I shook my head, wiping away the thoughts. I had been so lost in thought, that I hadn't realized that I was already at the bottom of the stares. I sighed lightly, beginning toward the store.

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        When I got to the store I instantly began looking for tonight's meal, as well as lunch for tomorrow... maybe even a bag of Takis as a present for Mark.
        I was reaching the end of the trip. I was already exhausted because I had looked for hours and asked two different fucking workers where the Takis were! I had finally found them on the last isle in the store and went to the checkout. After checking out I picked up my few bags and proceeded to walk them home. The house wasn't that far, anyway. At one point I was forced to cross the street. I saw that the walk light was on and began walking. When I was in the middle of the road, I noticed a speeding car out of the corner of my eye, it was headed straight towards me! I sprinted across the street, feeling the air the speeding car was making whip against my back. I was terrified and shaking, I could hear my heart in my head. I walked all the way home hugging myself.

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THIS...
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        When I finally got home I flopped down on the couch, curling up into a little ball and completely forgetting about groceries and dinner.
        "Oh, (Y/n) you're-... are you okay?" A masculine voice questioned. I nearly grumbled in response, today was the worst. I felt the couch dip in on one side of me, realising that Mark was sitting there as he began rubbing my back.
        "Baby, what's wrong?" He asked, gently stroking my back. I explained all about searching for only one item at the store for two hours and how I was almost hit by a car on the way home. I felt Mark lay down on top of me.
        "(Y/n), what were you looking so hard for?" He asked. I reached down for one of the bags, pulling out the Takis and holding them up, not even removing my face from it's smothered place in the couch. Mark began lifting me up by my shoulders and I allowed him. He looked at me and then hugged me tight. I rested my head in the crook of his neck, hugging back.
        "You didn't have to..." He whispered.
        "I know..." I responded, sighing heavily. "But I wanted to." He picked me up, carrying me bridal style. I cuddled up close to him, as he in turn, pulled me closer to him. I sighed happily, knowing that I belonged.