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home alone
Just woke up. Laid down at seven to sleep til 8:30, but I obviously didn't set the alarm right. Snapped awake, sat bolt upright, jamming my hands into my hair. It's halfway through Angel, which my best friend and I were all excited about being able to watch tonight. Not watching it, obviously, nor taping it. It's an hour to puck drop for game four. And no one else is home. I don't know where they are, no notes, nothing. This is kinda weird.