Friday afternoons are the worst. The joyous calls of "TGIF!", "I'm picking up my weekend cider!", "what are you up to this weekend?" are echoing all around me, and I wish I could close my ears and ignore them all. I also wish I could skip ahead until it's this time
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Friday afternoons are the worst. The joyous calls of "TGIF!", "I'm picking up my weekend cider!", "what are you up to this weekend?" are echoing all around me, and I wish I could close my ears and ignore them all. I also wish I could skip ahead until it's this time