It was a rainy Thursday night at the end of finals week. I had completed my exams to the best of my ability but was drained. Mentally, my brain felt like pudding. I walked into the kitchen and opened the fridge. Like a starved beast I scoured the shelves, searching for the food I had [âŠ]
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