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Avarage Wednesday
The default iOS alarm tone signalled the end of his daytime nap. It was usually around this time that he gave up his daydreams of Ōkunoshima, the imagined idyllic island with rabbits. So, at three in the afternoon, although he resented the world for making him get up, he still believed this would be just another typical Wednesday—and that was what he feared the most. The floor was covered in wall-to-wall carpet woven from chocolate and chestnut-purée-colored threads, just like almost the entire apartment. On it stood sterile white IKEA furniture that he had picked out and assembled all on his own in a single day—furnishing the whole place, despite being a humanities major.
A double bed pushed into the corner, with strawberry-yoghurt-pink bedding. The headboard was loose and creaked


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