Title: Valgfritt

Text: I know they're not mine, but they're still my responsibility, you know, and i want to... I have to do this right. And I have no idea what I'm doing and all I want to do is just sit on our kitchen counter while you burn our dinner and ask you a million questions. God, I miss you. Hver avsnitt vil være en test.

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