He’s the oldest teenager I know. Sleeping till noon if I would let him, creaking wearily up from his bed with a “just-leave-me-alone-and-let-me-sleep” expression, lumbering ever so slowly down the stairs, each step a major life ordeal. An old man in a teenager’s body.
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