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  1. Public Bookmark 2

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    It’s almost past midnight, and I’m hugging every streetlight I see. My hand loses its grip and a glass bottle of beer I was holding slips out, crashing on the ground with this annoying sharp sound. I haven’t even finished it yet, and for some reason, I remember how Tyler and I were drinking under one of the street lamps.

    I’m swinging, looking down on the puddle with some pieces of glass. With blurry vision like this I can’t properly catch anything around me with my eyes. But I catch the telephone booth. Wouldn’t it be nice to call someone, huh? I walk towards the booth, tripping on shoelaces. Do I even have shoelaces?

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    27 Feb 2026

  2. Rec 5

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    I stared. I couldn’t let Tyler know I don’t know how to do it, so, I rolled my first joint. Tyler took it between two fingers, his own joint hanging from his lips. He squinted at it, deadpan.
    And then, he giggled. Snorted. And then he was doubled over, cackling, and the joint was on the bed, having fallen apart, unrolled, crumpled by Tyler accidentally rolling onto it while he was laughing.
    At this point, my face was beet red.
    After he calmed down, wiping a tear from his eye, he leaned his shoulder against mine, nudging me gently. I said, I think you’re high.
    He smirked, turning to meet my gaze through squinted eyes.
    “Yeah, no shit.”

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    tyler smokes a fat blunt and gets all mushy with narrator.

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    25 Feb 2026

  3. Rec 10

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    Askeladd does not care about children, he doesn't care about his men, and he doesn't care about Thorfinn.

    He has reasons for what he does. He always has reasons.

    What he does, for Thorfinn, what he has done for Thorfinn, is practical, incidental, or necessary—nothing more than damage control. Nothing more than a investment into a soldier that does good work for him.

    Every time something happens, there's always an excuse, always a reason.

    Of course he would have a reason- without one- why would he do anything?

     

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    Five times Askeladd wrote off something he did as some grand ploy to make Thorfinn a better fighter, or just a mistake, or something he did just for the hell of it.

    One time where he has no excuse and can't just bullshit his way out of this one.

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    07 Feb 2026