[For Blair]

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After everything, I can't believe that the one thing I reserve the most cowardice for is something I won't even face the consequences of until later on tonight or tomorrow. Whenever Joe starts picking up and finds it. I'm so fucking terrified that I've found myself on Blair's doorstep with my hand on her door, knocking as lightly as I can in the event I disturb Serena.

"Blair, prinzessin, it's me. I need to see you," I beg in a guttural and low tone, desperate as it gets.

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"Deal," I guarantee, though I know that I hardly ever snore, no matter what Liebgott says. If I can just focus on getting through today, if I can just do that, things will be fine.

Or that's what I keep telling myself.